Manipulation and Transformation Games

by Miguelito_Dashie

Rating: mature
Tags: Non-consensual, Main 6, My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic, Dark, Fetish, Spike, Rainbow Dash, Porn, Sex
Length: 26072

Rainbow Dash is celebrating her birthday party in Ponyville. Among the gifts, she receives a mysterious figurine from Discord. However, what seemed to be a harmless gift quickly becomes a gateway to the "innocent" pegasus' most perverse desires.

Rainbow Dash, the loyal and brave pegasus, is celebrating her birthday party in Ponyville. Among the gifts, she receives a mysterious figurine from Discord, the chaotic spirit of chaos. However, what appeared to be a harmless gift quickly becomes a doorway into a dark and dangerous world.

The figurine has a surprising power: it can transform into any pony and control its movements as if it were a puppet. Fascinated by this ability, Rainbow Dash enters a spiral of curiosity and experimentation. What begins as simple fun soon becomes a game of manipulation and temptation.

As Rainbow Dash explores the limits of her new toy, her actions become increasingly amorally intricate. Her friends, confidants to her darkest secrets, become unwitting guinea pigs in her experiments. But it won't be long before she realizes that the boundaries between fun and cruelty are dangerously blurred.

Caught in a web of forbidden desires and treacherous transformations, Rainbow Dash must face the consequences of her actions. Will she be able to free herself from the figurine's clutches before her own identity is irreparably compromised? Or will she give in to the temptation to continue experimenting on those around her?

Published 2023-07-01 18:00:01 UTC
Last updated 2023-07-30 06:23:21 UTC

Chapter I: The Gift

Bright sunlight flooded Ponyville as residents rushed to prepare for Rainbow Dash's big birthday party. Ponies decorated the streets with colorful banners and rainbow balloons.

Pinkie Pie had been very careful this year, even more than usual, with her friend's birthday. And of course, all the ponies were more than happy to help with the celebration. Being one of the Mane Six has certain advantages.

Rainbow Dash, excited and full of energy, was flying from place to place, overseeing the preparations and making sure everything was perfect. She knew it was going to be an epic party, and while it obviously couldn't be a surprise, that didn't stop her from having fun.

Finally, it was time for the big celebration. Rainbow Dash's friends gathered at Sugarcube Corner, the tantalizing aroma of freshly baked cupcakes and cakes filled the air. Pinkie Pie, ever the perfect hostess, was busy juggling treats and entertaining guests with her overflowing joy.

After the birthday cake, Rainbow opened up the amount of gifts that came to her from all the guests. Mostly typical stuff, not the least of which was a new volume of Daring Do stories that Rainbow had been looking for for weeks.

"Oh, no, is that what I think it is Twi!" said Rainbow excitedly as she looked at the packaging that clearly contained a book inside. Twilight simply made a motion with her hoof inviting her to uncover it.

In less than a second, the wrapping paper turned to confetti and the book rested on Rainbow's hooves.

"Thank you, thank you, thank you, thank you Twi!" Rainbow hugged Twilight profusely.

The other gifts included: A fashionable sports outfit, provided by Rarity. A 1:10 scale Replica of Rainbow made entirely out of chocolate, courtesy of Pinkie. A keg of freshly brewed Apple Cider, courtesy of Applejack, and a ticket to a Wonderbolts show in a month, courtesy of Fluttershy.

Rainbow effusively thanked all her friends and the other ponies who were present at the party. The celebration continued until the evening came, and everyone was already a bit touched by the citron. At the end of the night, each pony headed home.

At the door of Sugarcube Corner Rainbow was getting ready to leave, "Thanks for everything tonight Pinks, I had a great time, your parties never disappoint," she said as she quickly hugged Pinkie.

"Ah silly, this was meant to be a super darn super hyper mega special party," Pinkie bounced on her tail and pulled a confetti from somewhere deep in her hair.

"Okay Pinkie, see you tomorrow." said Rainbow Dash as she gave her friend a look of confusion and appreciation, and subsequently shot off for home; flying fast it didn't take her more than a couple of minutes to reach her cloud in Cloudsdale.

Upon entering and going up to her room, she found a small gift placed in the center of her bed.

Puzzled, Rainbow approached it a little at a time, constantly looking around until she was just a couple of centimeters away from the object.

"Uh... Hello, is anyone there?" she uttered into the air without getting a response."Emm... Okay, this is strange, but you 'don't look a gift pony in the mouth'. Come to think of it, that saying is a little strange, but whatever."

Grabbing the gift with her hooves, she unknotted the bow with her mouth and as if something was going to jump out from inside, she slowly opened the lid. Inside was nothing too special. "Lucky it's not a ticking time bomb", she thought to herself with some of her typical sarcasm.

The box contained a small figurine that looked like it was made of marble, the small imitation of a changeling, its pale gray color conveyed nothing, it was almost etheric.

Picking up the figurine she checked it carefully. It fit perfectly in her hoof, it was quite small, barely a couple of centimeters. At first glance you could tell it had been made with great care and dedication, the details of the wings, body and face were perfect, everything was in place.

"Well, this is a little strange, but I suppose it can be used as decoration... Uh, thanks, mysterious person" she said with a tone of sarcasm as she spoke to the empty room.

Leaving the figurine on her nightstand, she checked the box again, and found a small note.

"Dear Rainbow Dash... well, enough of formalities, this little toy you have in your hooves is not as simple as it looks, and I know you are going to have a lot of fun with it, however if I were you I would wait to be alone to know what it can truly do, when that time comes, you will know more... However, for now Auf Wiedersehen and enjoy your birthday present"

"Master and Lord of Chaos, Discord."

"Rainbow let out a small chuckle said "Well, that answers some questions, and does he really sign as 'Master and Lord of Chaos'?"

Rainbow looked over the letter again, reading aloud "...would I wait until I was alone if I were you, to find out what it can truly do? umm, that's odd. couldn't you include more instructions Discord?".

A note slipped out from somewhere in the original note, appearing almost spontaneously out of nowhere.

"That wouldn't be fun, but alright, I'll give you a hint. Think about what you want it to do - the sky's the limit, mare!"

Rainbow just rolled her eyes."What I want you to do, you couldn't be any more cryptic Discord?" She said as she picked up the figurine again, analyzing it, she had an idea, "Well, it's a changeling isn't it? Maybe it can shapeshift?"

"Become me" She said testing her theory.

Instantly the figurine seemed to react, the once nondescript gray color began to change to a vivid electric blue, a rainbow mane sprouted from her mane and tail, the pair of once insectoid wings, took on the shape of a pegasus, and her face was disfigured into the appearance of the original, eye color and every imaginable aspects was identical, even with a thin coat of fur replacing the hard marble.

Rainbow's eyes instantly widened at the transformation. "Oh, well, I must admit this looks cool," she said as she took a closer look at her mane and the details of the figurine. "It's a shame it's so small," Instantly, at Rainbow's words, the figurine began to grow in size, Rainbow tried to hold it up, but at a certain point it ended up falling to the ground perfectly upright.

It continued to grow until it was the size of Rainbow Dash.

She looked in shock at the figurine that was now a perfect replica of herself. "Okay Discord, this is interesting, this will definitely be a nice decoration, although, won't I look a bit self-centered having a sculpture of myself?" Rainbow pondered for a moment, "Nah, it's a decoration nothing more".

Moving closer to her own face she checked the details more closely, it was like looking into a mirror, a strange three dimensional mirror. Rainbow intended to touch the nose of her 'other self', as she did so she felt a strange touch on her own nose that made her startle and quickly withdraw her helmet, "Hey, what was that!" she looked around repeatedly before realizing, "Don't tell me that..." she said as she touched again, this time the flank of her replica. Again the feeling of being touched came over her.

"Discord, what kind of thing did you give me?" she said giving another glance at the dummy, this time inspecting it more closely as she flew over it in a roundabout way until something made her stop dead in her tracks and almost plummet to the ground.

"No, this can't be..." she said as she shakily approached the flanks of the replica, where, looking closer, an exact copy of her maternity and anus were tentatively embedded.

"Oh no, what is this, Discoooord!" She shouted into the air, but no one responded. "Well, th-this isn't soooooo bad, is it, is it?" A choked cry came from Rainbow as she flew erratically around the room, "Well, at least it can be disguised right, yeah, I can make it small and hide it in a drawer, or return it to its normal form, or, or..."

Rainbow stopped dead in her tracks.

"Go back to your original form" she pronounced without wasting any time.The toy reacted instantly, returning to the changeling figurine form it originally had.Rainbow let out a sigh of relief knowing she could hide it, that made things easier.

Picking up the toy she put it on her bedside table and went to sleep, or at least she tried to. The events of the last half an hour were going around in her head, hammering impassively. The ideas were churning in her mind, like a runaway horse, like an unstoppable locomotive, all this potpourri of ideas were crowding together, preventing Rainbow, despite having her eyes closed for a few hours now, from falling asleep.

Frustrated, Rainbow jumped up, turned on the light and tentatively approached the doll, hesitating for a moment as to what she was going to do next, but she continued. Gingerly picking up the doll, as if sensing it might break, she set it down in the center of the room. Discord's words echoed in her mind "It's not as simple as it looks", what more secrets could she have?

"Transform into Rainbow Dash" her voice trembled a little as she spoke her own name in the third person, but at least it seemed a little more impersonal that way.

As before, the doll gradually transformed into herself, the light blue fur, the rainbow mane that matched her tail, the pair of magnificent wings, the toned figure of her body, the eye color, everything was identical and although Rainbow couldn't see it as it was hidden by 'her tail', also her anatomy came into the roster. However, this time it was not necessary to tell it to grow to life size, the artifact grew to be the same height as Rainbow. This caught her attention slightly, since she had only thought about it.

An idea both terrifying and intriguing flashed through her mind at that moment as she realized what had happened.Inwardly she thought "make yourself small again", as if she had said it out loud, the doll began to shrink. This gave Rainbow new ideas.

After returning her doppelganger to its natural size, Rainbow began to experiment. First, she again touched one of its legs, and the phantom sensation overwhelmed her again.

Then she tried to do the same with its wing. tugging it slightly to see what the sensation was like, however, as she extended the dummy's wing, involuntarily her own wing stretched out. Rainbow let out a gasp covering her mouth with her own hooves, releasing the dummy's wing which returned to its natural state, allowing her own wing to move again.

"Okay, that's new," she said with a note of disbelief in her voice.

The ominous and prominent sun was rising beginning to illuminate Equestria another day. Celestia from her castle ate her breakfast as she watched the sunrise she was creating.

Before the dawn, Rainbow's mind began to scheme more interesting ideas as she saw what had just happened, "Transform into..."Rainbow hesitated for a moment if this was appropriate, but curiosity ended up being stronger, "Twilight".

Instantly, her appearance transformed as her fur melted, making way for her friend's signature lavender cloak. Her wings grew slightly, taking on the faithful shape of those of an alicorn. The shimmering, vibrant hues of her iconic rainbow mane suddenly faded, giving way to a new spectrum of colors, each strand of hair dyed in the soft, navy blue with streaks of pink and purple with straight tips belonging to Twilight. Her stature increased slightly and a horn manifested on her forehead, accompanied by eyes that darkened from magenta to purple.

Rainbow Dash could only hold her breath for the duration of the transformation.Cautious, as if the real Twilight was going to jump out of the quantum void just to scold her, she approached her friend's 'face', not daring to touch it, for fear that it might send the sensation to the real Twilight, she just stared. As in her case, everything, down to the tiniest hair were perfectly recreated, not an eyelash out of place.

Taking a breath at the thought of what she was about to do, slowly, wanting to prolong that moment so that guilt would not invade her afterwards, she approached the back of 'her friend'. Again, carefully, not wanting to touch a single hair on the replica, she looked.

As expected, even despite the limited visibility due to 'Twilight's tail', a pair of lips was majestically displayed, accompanied simply by slight creases in her entrance, likewise a little higher up, her second 'entrance' was visible to Rainbow. Extending a hoof she wanted to touch lightly, but the thought of what would happen if she did so stopped her inches away.

"No, Rainbow, what are you thinking, this is wrong, no, no, no, no..." she said as she walked away covering her face with her hooves, a slight blush was starting to show on her cheeks, and clearly the temperature was rising, and not from the morning sun.

"No, this isn't right, it shouldn't, but... No, don't even think about it!" Rainbow paced around the room not knowing whether to listen to her moralistic side or have a little fun that the very gentle and not at all psychotic Discord had gifted her with this 'toy'. With every second, that idea sounded more tempting, "This... What would Twilight do in this situation?"

"Remember Rainbow, the scientific method is very useful when you are looking to solve problems, first you have to come up with a hypothesis and by a series of steps you go about testing the stability of your model..." said an imaginary Twilight from a very boring lecture on 'The importance of organization and structured planning in steps during the process of deducing social behaviors and how magical concepts have influenced the technological condition throughout Equestria's history. Part I'

"Ahh. what a boring lecture, even the name is unnecessarily boring" Rainbow Dash thought to herself, "However, what Twilight said about trying it out, isn't necessarily a bad idea, I hope so"

"Go back to your original form" She said addressing the doll, it quickly complied with the instructions.

Grabbing it she quickly left her house heading for Ponyville with a new mission.

Author's Note

Well, first story I write, more on this subject. I would appreciate if you have corrections, English is not my native language.

Also, if you have ideas or suggestions for things you want to happen in the next chapters, you can also comment them, and if I see that they are convenient I'll end up including them, don't limit your suggestions, as Discord said "The sky is the limit!".

Chapter II: Experimentation

Rainbow Dash approached Twilight's castle stealthily ready to test some of the ideas emanating from her mind.

The morning was going normally for the intrepid alicorn, the list sorting the other lists floated back and forth across the room. "Spike, have you seen my quill, I can't find it, I thought I saw it yesterday before I went to Sugarcube Corner."

"No idea Twilight, isn't it on the usual little table?" shouted Spike from the kitchen where he was preparing breakfast.

Twilight scratched her head in confusion, and set the parchment down on one of her tables. She checked the nearby shelves and the drawers of her little table, until finally discovering that it was in the most obvious place, slumped under the usual desk.

With a slight magical gesture that she had been doing for the last twenty years, ever since levitation magic had ceased to be a problem, she lifted the quill off the floor.

"Forget it Spike, already the -", the quill fell to the ground preventing Twilight from finishing the sentence. "What?" she thought remaining static for a moment, "Did my magic just fail? That's weird" The quill rose again at Twilight's command.

From a nearby cloud, Rainbow watched the situation, she didn't know if what she had done was related to what she had just seen, so she tried again, this time with a little more confidence.

Bringing her hoof closer to the horn of the now identical Twilight replica, she stroked it slightly harder than before without taking her eyes off the real Twilight.

Before she could see precisely what had just happened, the quill enveloped with Twilight's magical aura shot out the window in any direction. A cry of surprise was heard from inside the castle.

Twilight could only scream in overwhelm as her magic fluctuated sending Celestia knows where the only quill she had at the moment. "What, what is this? It's basic magic, I use it every day... is there something wrong with my magic or my horn!". Twilight bolted running towards a nearby mirror, nearly crashing in the process, frantically checking her forehead and the rigid protuberance growing from her skull. Nothing was out of the ordinary, at least not anything she could see with the naked eye.

Out of self-reflection from the countless number of times she had done it before,she summoned a parchment to jot down every detail or possibility that might cross her mind, likewise she tried the quill...the one she had just thrown out the window. She had no more quills.

Leaving the parchment in its place, she could only let out a dejected sigh as Spike called him to breakfast. The mystery would have to wait for breakfast, and a quick visit to the quill store.

For her part, Rainbow Dash could no longer see Twilight, so she could only content herself with imagining the alicorn's reaction. However she made a little mental note not to try again if Twilight was doing more complex things, she didn't want to get crushed by an anvil or teleported into the sun.

However, there was plenty of Twilight to offer still, and Twilight wouldn't mind would she? "It's for science" she said forcing a half-hearted attempt at justification, the initial fear was slowly starting to fade.

It was a shame she couldn't see Twilight anymore, it complicated the task, if only she could know what was going on or what Twilight was doing.

Reacting to Rainbow's intentions, the "Mini Twi" began to make sounds.

"Yes Spike, it's like my magic has failed for a moment, I need to document that strange case, this is an unprecedented occurrence if it's something general in Equestria, although as my teacher in research methodology rightly said, "extraordinary claims require extraordinary evidence", I think I should ask others if something similar happened to them and compare results, maybe a letter to Celestia?.... Yes you're right, maybe it's a little early for that... no, I don't think I'm sick, you don't get sick and cure spontaneously, that's not how diseases work... tired? Well, it's true I've been reading late, but I doubt it... yes I know, you told me a hundred times before "No 'scientific method at breakfast'.... It's okay 'mom', I'm having breakfast now."

Rainbow Dash couldn't help but roll her eyes and let out a small mocking chuckle, who knew the respectable princess of friendship had a sense of sarcasm? Besides, how recurring did the topic of the scientific method have to be at breakfast for Spike to bring it up?

"Aw Twilight, you're quite the brainiac aren't you?" an idea popped into Rainbow's mind, as if reading her mind, because essentially it was, the figurine shifted position allowing her greater accessibility to Twilight's lower half.

"Let's see what we can do around here, I hope you like it Twi" a playful smile filled the corner of her lips, her hoof slowly approached her friend's belly, and with a quick touch she slid it playfully paying attention to the comments emitted by the figurine, as if it were a radio.

In the castle, Twilight oblivious to Rainbow's intentions proceeded to eat her cereal, as she chewed she suddenly felt a tickling sensation in her tummy that almost made her gag, a slight cough accompanied the sensation.

"Are you okay Twi?" asked Spike slightly concerned, "Try not to choke" he said with a teasing note in his voice.

"Ha ha, very funny Spike." Twilight rolled her eyes at Spike's comment, and tried another bite.

A new sensation this time a little more intense made Twilight shudder and she inadvertently spit out the mouthful of cereal she had just eaten. Unfortunately for Spike, it ended up splattered all over his face.

"I'm sorry Spike, I don't know what came over me, I was just tickled for a moment and, and, and, I'm sorry" Twilight said as she held the napkin packet up to Spike, when suddenly a sudden touch on the inside of her flanks made her startle, and she almost moaned in surprise.

Spike just looked confused in Twilight's direction as he picked up the packet of napkins Twilight had dropped from the floor.

Excitedly Rainbow began to make increasingly detailed movements, playing with her friend from a distance. At one point her hoof deviated from the usual trajectory, coming dangerously close to Twilight's flanks with increasing frequency.

The figurine was transmitting Twilight's uncontrollable little moans and giggles.

Spike at the dining room table, wiping his face with a napkin could only watch Twilight quizzically as she squirmed on the table and awkwardly tried to keep her composure in the face of the spontaneous tickle attack.

A choked moan came from deep within Twilight despite her attempt to hide it, loud enough to reach the young dragon's ears. Rainbow from a distance had taken things to swampy grounds by lightly caressing the replica's lower lips. Twilight for her part tinged crimson first on her cheeks and then the rest of her face.

Letting out an "Eep" more typical of Fluttershy than herself she hid her face between her hooves for a moment. Before trying to salvage what little dignity she had left by sprinting back to her room leaving Spike behind who was only left wide-eyed with a blush beginning to manifest itself on him as well.

The labyrinthine corridors of the castle did not make life easy for the now slightly damp mare. The run seemed eternal and endless as Rainbow Dash intermittently indulged Twilight's belly and the insides of her flanks. With each cessation of the caresses a small hope that this would end grew in Twilight's heart, only to be quelled a few seconds later when the sensation resumed hitting her again.

A few feet from the door, Rainbow again diverted her caresses to the lower part of the 'Twilight's body, rubbing the mimic's lips a little harder. The feel, the texture, even the hypothetical wetness of Twilight's body was present on the dummy. This made Rainbow press a little harder intrigued and a little less prudish of the situation, opening by the pressure slightly the labia going, from Rainbow's perspective, a couple of millimeters into the vaginal canal.

On Twilight's side things weren't exactly the same, due to the difference in size of the doll and the original, Twilight felt a huge hoof squeeze her motherhood only to subsequently nonchalantly step inside her. The sensation was too much for her for a moment; her hind legs faltered for an instant just as she burst through the door at the top of her system and inevitably she stumbled and fell gracelessly near her bed quickly covering her mouth with her hooves to avoid letting out another moan.

Rainbow from her VIP box on a nearby cloud listened intently to the whole situation over the sound link ending with that last attempt at a moan coming from a partially exhausted Twilight.

"Well, I think this is a good first test, I've learned a lot. I'm sorry you're my first guinea pig, but this data won't be misused. I think I've bothered you enough for today," she said as she looked at the motionless figure. A small drop of liquid was beginning to drip from the 'Twilight' folds, "well, maybe one last insignificant little thing more..."

Twilight was pulling herself together slightly, resting her front hooves on the bed she was gaining momentum to get on all fours after the fall until a gigantic sensation made her let out involuntary moan that much to her chagrin this time she couldn't muffle.

Rainbow in the distance heard the duet, first the doll followed by hundredths of a second of the original Twilight. A single one of her licks would have been enough to remove the beads of moisture from the pony's vagina, however inserting her tongue quite a bit more than she should is, shall we say, a professional courtesy.

"Umm, strawberry? I wonder if the real Twi will be like that too?" she said as the doll returned to its original form, "I think I might get a taste for this science thing," she said as she licked the strawberry flavor, "Who will be my next 'test subject'? There's still a lot to test..."

Rainbow was getting ready to leave in search of another one of her friends, when she noticed something that made her stop in her tracks, her neurons finally clicked as she realized that Twilight, and more so after what had just happened, was going to mobilize heaven and earth just to find an answer to the "strange phenomena" she had felt.

"Hell, if she came out looking unhinged only when her magic went out for a moment, I can't imagine what she'll do now that I've basically jerked her off," a note of red went up Rainbow's face as she realized what she had just said.

Her thoughts were interrupted as a rampant Twilight rushed down the stairs straight towards the door, the unmistakable sound of the structure opening alerted Rainbow Dash. "I'm dead" she said in terror as the air escaped her lungs.

In the VIP box that was her cloud, now a little less lustful than before Rainbow panicked. As she watched Twilight passed beneath her unaware of her presence. Rainbow heard the rampant pony utter almost unintelligibly and robotically the word 'quills' over and over again.

Taking a quick glance at the pony and then at the doll, she made the doll transform back into Twiligh, she had to think of something to buy time. She had to make it stop. She thought first of stopping her in her tracks by controlling her movements. But that would be even more problematic, if she went so far as to do that, Twilight would simply explode all over the territory to find the solution to another strange occurrence.

Maybe trip her up? That would be less obvious but it would only give her a couple of seconds. Her mind was working faster than ever before. The cascade of possibilities overwhelmed her in that endless second as she huddled in the cloud.

With a jump she sat up watching as her friend ran, already a couple of meters away from her current position. As a pleading whisper the words came out of her mouth more to herself than to some other pony, "Please, Twilight, stop, don't go." Rainbow knew she wasn't going to get out of this predicament alive, she had screwed up very badly.

The euphoric Twilight who was running rampant before, seemed to hesitate for a moment in her actions until she stopped, standing for a second as if considering her options and trying to justify her behavior.

"I should take a shower first" she finally said as she lifted one of her hind legs slightly. Turning around she walked back the way she had come.

Rainbow watched the situation torn between two thoughts, on one hoof the weight of being discovered lightened a bit, but on the other hoof, she was confused by her friend's sudden reaction.

Like a bucket of cold water, a revelation came to her mind, "could it be that..." she thought as she turned to look at the mini Twilight resting undecoratedly on the cloud. A renewed spirit of curiosity settled in her mind.

Before the original Twilight had a chance to reach the castle gates, she had to test her theory, and pray to Celestia that it was accurate. Almost as a whisper for fear that someone would hear her she uttered into the doll's ear "you feel your mouth parched, you are very thirsty" and watched Twilight's reaction who had just passed underneath her.

Twilight licked her mouth, as if she hadn't had a drink of water in a couple of days, and let out a dry little whimper.

Rainbow with traces of hope turned back to the doll "you have an itchy right wing". Immediately Twilight stretched out her right wing, bringing it to her mouth to nibble a little, in an attempt to counteract the itch.

"It worked!" she said excitedly. Machining her next instruction carefully, she finally said "What happened this morning with the sensations you felt, although strange you will not investigate it. If someone asks you about it, you will make up a credible justification, but only if they ask you in detail about it. If you have understood it, you will raise your left hoof and sneeze."

An unmistakable sneeze made Rainbow look up again as the pony lifted one of her hooves just before entering her castle.

A mischievous and confident smile formed on the light blue pegasus' face, she was now confident that if she played her cards right she would not be found out. And as the old saying goes

"Give a pony a mask and you'll see who he really is..."

and this time Ponyville was going to find out that Rainbow was not as noble as she seemed.

Author's Note

Well, as always, I would welcome corrections on things I missed, and suggestions for things that might happen later.

Chapter III: In Favor of the Scientific Method

The morning was passing normally for the rest of Poniville's population, however, a cloud of lust was slowly approaching unbeknownst to anyone. A not at all teasing sky-blue pegasus was absolutely not thinking of doing anything naughty, because she certainly didn't have the power to do so, did she?

Rainbow Dash, sticking to her strategy, headed to Sugarcube Corner to pay a quick visit to her dear friend Pinkie Pie, just to say hello, without any kind of wicked ideas.

Rainbow Dash's mind, now past the moment of lust was a little clearer than before, and at that moment the weight of her actions hit her.

"I can't believe I did that to Twilight, it's wrong on so many levels I can't even classify them" she said as she flew over the town without paying too much attention.

Doing a painful recap of her actions, Rainbow listed them one by one in her mind, "I turned her magic off, then I touched her without permission... No, I masturbated her without permission, and worse, I manipulated her mind so she wouldn't care". Each word echoed with an echo of remorse, and a shiver ran down her spine as she took in the weight of her actions.

Rainbow's mind went momentarily blank, as if time stood still to allow her to process the magnitude of what she had done. The realization that her actions were unacceptable and transgressed ethical boundaries overwhelmed her. "If they ever find out", she thought fearfully, "they will surely send me to the moon as punishment".

A prolonged pause hovered over her mind, as if she were trapped in an abyss of guilt and doubt. But in the midst of that void, a defiant thought pulled her out, "And... in spite of everything... I liked it. I really liked it..." Her lips whispered the words in a barely audible murmur, and a mixture of confusion and acceptance swept through her being.

Although she initially resisted accepting her own feelings, Rainbow was confronted with the uncomfortable truth that something inside her enjoyed what she had done.

Rainbow had never experienced that degree of freedom, that absolute amount of power, nor the awesomeness of being a bearer of the element of loyalty, not even when she first gained entry to the flight academy, the closest she had come to that feeling being the two occasions when she managed to perform a sonic Rainboom.

This was a completely new facet for her, a pegasus who until now had led an unpromiscuous life. However, now that she had the opportunity, she was eager to discover what else she was capable of. Although the unsettling feeling that she was doing something wrong tormented her at times, the hormones were gradually beginning to take over.

Without realizing it, Rainbow Dash arrived earlier than expected at Sugarcube Corner, where Pinkie was. The skills she had developed so far proved to be very useful at that very moment. With the skill she had honed in playing pranks, she quickly hid in a nearby bush. This time, however, the prank she was planning would not be so innocent.

With senses on alert, Rainbow Dash concentrated on catching any hint of the pink pony's presence. Pinkie's unmistakable voice reached her from one of the second floor windows, confirming that she was home.

Nimbly shifting her position, Rainbow Dash ducked into the branches of a nearby tree that gave her a better view of the second floor of the bakery and, thus, Pinkie.

As she watched her for a moment, ideas began to pop into her mind about what else she could try, all in the name of science, of course.

Pinkie Pie was jumping up and down, arranging the room in her own peculiar way. In the blink of an eye, she pulled a cord in the ceiling, and a hidden mechanism caused the confetti that filled the room, possibly the result of the previous night's party, to instantly disappear. The room was spotless, with clean walls and a gleaming floor.

Rainbow Dash, despite knowing Pinkie's unconventional personality, couldn't help but gawk. She silently wondered how on earth she had managed to pull something like that off. Even Twilight, with her magical powers enhanced by her alicorn status, would take at least a few seconds to conjure her spell to perform a similar task.

Shaking her head to dispel the questions swirling in her mind, she finally took the figurine back between her hooves. With a soft murmur of instructions, the small figure began to rapidly transform before her eyes.

The tousled, tousled mane of the earth pony manifested itself in all its splendor, while the marble-gray locks suddenly became saturated with intense pink tones. The color change spread throughout the body as the light pink fur grew, and soon the grayish material was enveloped in a vibrant palette of colors. The pony's cutiemark slowly grew to proportional size. The intricate details of the cutiemark, which represented the essence of the pony's personality, emerged in a hurry. Finally, a pair of little blue eyes appeared, completing the transformation. They sparkled with a spark of life and joy, even though they were not real, reflecting the lively spirit of the party pony.

While the changeling had become a perfect replica of her target, Rainbow Dash let her mind wander in a sea of thoughts and plans, hatching some strategies in her imagination.

"Let's start with something simple", Rainbow Dash thought to herself. Cautiously, she gently touched the back of Pinkie's head, pretending someone was calling her. Instantly, the sensation was transmitted to the original Pinkie. The party pony spun around quickly, looking for whoever had called her, only to find an empty room.

"Umm, I thought someone had touched my little head. Maybe I'm just imagining things", Pinkie Pie said in a cheerful tone. Suddenly, a tingling in her tummy made her jump up and flop down on her bed, lying on her back as she inspected what had touched her. "Okay... I'm sure I felt something", she added, now with a hint of trepidation in her voice as she let out a nervous giggle.

From her hiding place in the tree, Rainbow Dash could see and hear everything Pinkie said. Letting out a mischievous giggle, she decided to escalate the situation a bit. The shyness and embarrassment she felt at the beginning of the plan was gradually starting to fade away similar to what happened with her test with Twilight.

Pinkie, still lying on her bed, meticulously scanned every inch of her chest and belly, finding nothing. Suddenly, her eyes fixed on a particular area of her fur that seemed to separate on its own. An almost ghostly sensation invaded her belly as she sensed something caressing her again.

With a hoof, Pinkie tried to catch the intruder, but her efforts proved in vain. The mysterious etheric caress continued, unperturbed by the pony's actions, following its own cycle of comings and goings. At times, it drew circles of different diameters, at other times it altered its course, ascending up to her neck, where it lingered for a moment, causing Pinkie to shiver from the tickling.

Uncontrolled giggles occasionally escaped Pinkie's mouth when the tickling overcame her resistance. "Well, this is weird, but at least, it's nice", she said haltingly, "You're a very naughty ghost, aren't you?" she asked playfully into the air of her room.

"Oh, so you think I'm a ghost, Pinks?" said Rainbow Dash, prompted by her friend's words. Not for nothing, she was one of the most carefree of the group, always willing to try new things and make friends at almost every corner that crossed her path. "I wonder if ghosts would do this too...?" concluded Rainbow as an idea germinated in her mind.

Rainbow was determined to be especially attentive now that she had obtained this "permission". Testing whether the idea she had just had would work. With a thought, the 'artifact' grew to make things easier for the pegasus, reaching almost 70% of Pinkie's actual size. It was now the right size to carry out her experiment.

Back in the room, the pink pony lay there for a moment longer when the etheric sensation stopped.

Just as she was preparing to rise, believing the chance encounter had come to an end, she felt a soft Boop on her nose. The touches resumed on her neck, slowly descending until they ventured back to her belly. Each caress elicited a mixture of sensations, from playful tingles to a strange combination of pleasure and curiosity. Rainbow, hidden in her observation spot, was amused watching Pinkie's reactions.

"I think I can indeed be a naughty ghost", whispered a sultry but teasing voice leaving the young pony stunned. The surprise was reflected in the big blue eyes that suddenly widened as she tried to comprehend what was happening. What stunned her was not the fact that the voice was frightening or anything similar, but rather because she recognized that voice as her own, and what was even more disturbing, they were words she herself had just uttered!

"What!?" Pinkie Pie barely managed to articulate, her voice choking, just before the ghostly touch again began to trace circles on her stomach, pressing a little more firmly for a few moments. The soft sensation ran across her skin, making her shiver and sigh. Rainbow pressed harder which made the burdened earth pony arch her back for a moment.

"I hope you're ready, it's going to be fun, I promise", she said again suddenly, as if she had no control over her own words. Without giving Pinkie a chance to retort, her belly fell prey to a sensual lick from her lower abdomen gently ascending to her chin.

A small, high-pitched moan of surprise escaped Pinkie's mouth as she squirmed on the bed, a mixture of tickle and pleasure coursing through her. But Rainbow had no plans to stop just yet, there were still other things she could try and she knew Pinkie wouldn't object too much to what they were doing to her, well, not that she could either.

As Pinkie squirmed and bit her lower lip to hold back the giggles and moans, Rainbow Dash took the opportunity to turn it up a level. Spreading one of her wings she delicately brought it close to the replica, slowly her feathers brushed along Pinkie's side, creating a combination of caresses and tickles. The touches and rubs continued for a moment longer, until they suddenly migrated to her crotch, exploring every sensitive corner of Pinkie's body, bringing her into a state of anticipation.

As Rainbow Dash's actions became more daring and provocative, Pinkie was carried away by the excitement and sensations provided by her 'ghostly friend'. Every touch, every caress and every movement was an invitation to enjoy and indulge in pleasure.

After torturous minutes for Pinkie Pie, Rainbow finally decided to give her a brief respite. The sensations suddenly stopped, leaving the exhausted party pony panting on her bed for a few more moments.

"Was that naughty enough for you, little pony?" whispered Rainbow Dash into the figurine's ear, as a smirk lit up her face as she watched her seemingly exhausted friend from her hiding place in the tree.

Instantly and suddenly to the sweaty pony resting in her room, her voice ceased to be her own and she automatically uttered the words Rainbow had instructed the figurine to speak.

This time, Pinkie was not so surprised by her sudden absence of control.

After a few moments of meditation, while still catching her breath, she replied in a slightly hesitant voice, "I guess... yes... it was rather... naughty..." Although she still felt some confusion at what she had just experienced, she couldn't deny that a part of her had enjoyed that. Pinkie was an open-minded pony and always willing to try new things, though this experience had been more unusual than she could ever have imagined.

Rainbow, speaking through Pinkie herself, didn't pass up the opportunity to tease her a little. "Ha, don't play innocent now! I saw you squirming and giggling from the tickling, you loved it!" Pinkie's voice was heard mischievously in the empty room. Rainbow Dash was enjoying more and more the moments of being able to take control and tease her friend like that.

Pinkie, now more resigned, admitted somewhat sheepishly, "Well, maybe... a little bit. But don't think I'm going to admit it openly, it's not fair to have me like this!"

Rainbow let out a mischievous giggle into her tree and continued to heel in Pinkie's mind. "Oh, come on! Admit it, you were all a pile of giggles and tender whimpers. You never would have imagined enjoying yourself so much with your 'ghostly friend'". The pegasus declared confidently whispering in Pinkie's doppelganger's ear.

Again, without her control, her own voice betrayed her by vocalizing what Rainbow had just 'broadcast'.

Pinkie, still somewhat reluctant, couldn't help but let out a nervous giggle. "Well, maybe... it was.... different. But what makes you think I'd do it again?"

Rainbow, in her cloud of smugness thought playfully, "Don't test me Pinks, I still have plenty of tricks up my sleeve", taking a quick glance at Pinkie's room she decided it would be good to get more into her role, "Or I mean, your 'ghost friend' has other tricks up her sleeve".

Keeping her mocking tone and borrowing Pinkie's voice again he replied confidently, "Because I know you. You're always looking for new thrills. And let's face it, this was quite a roller coaster!". Before Pinkie could counter-argue, her voice betrayed her again "Besides, there's not much you can do against me now anyway... In fact, I think we could try something more, shall we say, intimate", 'Pinkie's' evil laugh echoed lightly through the room with that last statement

Before Pinkie could even question what the words meant, a feeling overwhelmed her, as it had so many times before since she was a little filly. Jumping up from her bed, she dropped to all fours in the middle of the room.

Pinkie felt a slight twitch in her tail, followed by a quick flick of her ears back and forth, then a tickle in her right paw, causing her to shake three times. Then her nose began to twitch rapidly from side to side, as if following a tantalizing scent. Finally, her eyes blinked in a rapid, rhythmic pattern.

"Huh? That's a new one, I wonder what that means?" said a dazed Pinkie, forgetting for a moment what had been going on.

However, a gentle, mysterious movement of her hind leg brought her back to the present. The limb lifted slightly, as if it had a life of its own, and then her foreleg mimicked the same gesture. Pinkie felt helpless, as if she were being manipulated by an unseen and unknown force. Her astonishment turned into a torrent of emotions: surprise, unease, and a spark of fear stirring inside her.

"But what!?" exclaimed Pinkie Pie, unable to contain her surprise and the fear that was beginning to well up in her chest. The feeling of not having control over her own body filled her with anguish, as her mouth involuntarily opened and her tongue automatically darted out.

Her alter ego regained control and made its presence known again. Rainbow Dash's voice, filtering through Pinkie's doll, instantly echoed coming from the pony.

"Well, it seems I have 'possessed' you correctly", Rainbow instructed, accentuating the term "possessed" with a mischievous tone. Pinkie felt a shiver run down her spine, a mixture of insecurity and vulnerability.

Pinkie Pie's eyes widened wildly, at the words she had just uttered, reflecting the surprise and fear that flooded her being. She tried desperately to move, to fight against the supposed "possession" that held her prisoner inside her own body.

But her limbs refused to obey, as if held in invisible chains. Every attempt to free herself only served to highlight her helplessness and the certainty that she had lost total control over herself.

A cold sweat began to run down her body, bristling her skin and generating an uncomfortable tingle. It was the only way her body could express the intensity of the anguish she felt at that moment.

With skill and precision, Rainbow Dash opened the doll's mouth, revealing its tongue, carefully pulling it out deftly. With her expert hooves, she modified the features of the face, molding them into a lascivious expression. Each stroke recreated lust in that inanimate face, bringing it to life through her own manipulation. The doll's eyes seemed to glow with a mischievous gleam that complemented the whole situation, accompanying it with a suggestive and desirous look.

But Rainbow Dash was not content with transforming just the doll's face. She continued her artwork on the body, taking care of every detail. She placed one of the front legs on its thigh, creating a seductive pose. The hind legs were slightly separated, giving a suggestive and provocative position. The doll's tail was moved slightly to one side, exposing its hindquarters as an open invitation for some imaginary stallion who might happen to see the situation.

When she was finally satisfied with her creation, Rainbow Dash let out a laugh that carried with it a note of wicked fascination. At that moment, morality seemed a distant and fuzzy concept in the recesses of her mind. It was eclipsed by the satisfaction she found in her transformative power and the possibilities that lay before her. Dinner that night held more importance in comparison than the perverse game she had immersed herself in.

As Rainbow manipulated the doll with her provocative actions, as if her body were a reflection of the inert figurine, Pinkie adopted the same sensual postures and poses. Her front legs were positioned on her thighs, mimicking the suggestive arrangement Rainbow had imposed on the doll. Her hind legs spread slightly apart, recreating the same insinuation and provocation. Every movement and gesture was a faithful echo.

In her room, Pinkie Pie was trapped in a pose she had not chosen for herself. Every muscle in her body seemed to respond to an invisible but immovable force, compelling her to maintain the position Rainbow Dash had decided on for the doll. It was as if a mysterious presence was holding her in place, giving her no room to escape.

As her body remained immobile, Pinkie's thoughts were her only solace, yet they crowded her mind, trying to understand what was happening.

The pony could do nothing but think, imprisoned in her invisible prison.

The voice came through once more, with a mixture of satisfaction and amusement in its words. "What do you think of all this, Pinkie, don't you think it's fun?" a mischievous chuckle intertwined with her statement. "At least I'm having the time of my life", she concluded with obvious delight in 'Pinkie's' tone.

Pinkie, trapped in her bodily prison, struggled to find a way to express herself. Fortunately, despite her inability to move, her voice was hers again.

Fear still consumed her, but she noticed that a part of her brain seemed to enjoy what was happening. It was a disconcerting contradiction. "This can't be... I shouldn't like it", she thought with inner anguish. She felt a tumultuous mix of emotions inside her.

Fear and uncertainty were still present, but there was also a hint of excitement, a haunting fascination that seemed to emerge from the depths of her being.

After a brief moment of internal struggle, she finally managed to articulate a few words, though her tone was hesitant and hesitant. "I don't... I don't know what to think" Her voice trembled slightly, reflecting her uncertainty. "T-this is... different... unusual.... But, I don't know if I'm really enjoying it or, or if I should...".

A mixture of embarrassment and confusion gripped Pinkie as she tried to understand her own feelings. She found it difficult to admit, even to herself, that she had experienced any sort of enjoyment in the midst of the distress. However, the nagging feeling inside her could not be completely ignored.

Pinkie's words paused for a moment, as if her mind was struggling to find the right words. Finally, in a barely audible whisper, she admitted in embarrassment, "M-maybe, just a little. Maybe... There was something that, I-I liked... "Her voice trailed off, making her hesitant state clear.

Rainbow Dash listened intently to Pinkie's dubitative voice, and a naughty smile crept across her face as she grasped the opportunity presented to her. Every hesitant word from her friend only gave her more confidence and determination to take things to the next level. She was determined to make Pinkie fully admit her feelings.

"Ah, so that's how it is, is it, Pinkie?" thought Rainbow Dash in a tone charged with satisfaction and complicity. She knew she was on the right way to achieve her goal. Without hesitation, she intensified her influence on the doll, seeking to increase the pressure on the flesh and blood pony.

In Pinkie Pie's room, the oppressive feeling suddenly vanished, allowing her to regain her freedom of movement, at least for a brief moment. A sigh of relief escaped her lips in that instant. Her relief was short-lived, however, as she quickly realized that her front paw was moving on its own, inexorably approaching her face. Pinkie felt a mixture of anxiety and resistance, but her body was only responding to Rainbow Dash's wishes.

With a mixture of fascination and resistance, her mouth flew open, letting out an involuntary gasp.

Her tongue, like an uninvited intruder, extended from her mouth, sliding outward sensually and involuntarily licking her hoof for an instant, carefully impregnating it with her saliva.

Pinkie's face filled with shock and embarrassment at her own involuntary reaction, despite knowing it hadn't been actually 'her'. Her mind flooded with conflicting thoughts as she tried to process what was happening and her cheeks flared with embarrassment and confusion, but she couldn't stop her body from acting on its own.

Then the strange influence spread to other parts of her body, and Pinkie, in her passenger seat, felt herself moving rhythmically and delicately. Her previously licked hoof glided gently over different parts of herself, caressing suggestively but gently, starting with her neck, then her arms until stopping near her hips.

Pinkie tried to fight against the influence overpowering her, but it was useless. Her body kept moving in harmony with Rainbow Dash's whims. Every caress, every touch, aroused her desire a little more.

Shame gripped her, and despite her confusion, she could not deny her circumstances. "This can't be happening... I can't be enjoying this, this shouldn't be fun", she thought in anguish as her embarrassment mounted.

Pinkie Pie felt like a spectator in her own body, unable to control her actions and words as Rainbow Dash continued to manipulate her like a puppet.

"No... I can't do this... I don't want to..." muttered Pinkie in a shaky voice as Rainbow forced her to lick her hoof again, after the saliva had been smeared all over her body. Her cheeks flared with embarrassment, but her mouth continued to obey the other's commands.

Then Rainbow directed her actions toward her belly, stroking it suggestively. Pinkie swallowed saliva nervously, feeling her heart pounding wildly in her chest. "Why are you doing this? I can't believe I'm touching myself like this..." she thought, feeling trapped, but with arousal growing in her crotch. Her hoof wasn't the only area that was starting to get wet.

The next movement was to her thigh, and Pinkie shuddered at the sensation of the caresses. "Please stop...this is too much..." she begged in a trembling voice, but her pleas fell on deaf ears.

Rainbow, with a mischievous, lustful expression in her voice, used voice transfer again and with a seeming note of innocence asked, "Where should this little fella go", referring to Pinkie Pie's saliva-filled hoof.

"Do you happen to know, Pinkie?" Pinkie tried to deflect the conversation, refusing to answer, but despite her efforts to deny it, there was a part of Pinkie that couldn't help but feel a certain curiosity and excitement at the situation. Rainbow's caresses and provocation were making her experience sensations she had never felt before.

"No, Pinkie, don't think about that! This isn't right..." she chided herself, but her wet bottom was irrefutable proof.

Pinkie, feeling her heart pounding in her chest, tried desperately to avoid the subject, refusing to answer Rainbow Dash's insinuating questions. But her controller wasn't going to give up so easily and pressed her again with the same question, bringing her hoof dangerously close to Pinkie's intimacy.

"I... I don't want to say it..." stammered Pinkie, her voice shaky and embarrassed. She knew what she wanted her to say, but saying it out loud would make it more real, more disturbing.

Rainbow continued her malicious, sultry tone, insisting on getting a clear, concise answer from Pinkie, Pinkie's abnormally sultry voice coming out of her mouth. "Come on, dear pony, say it plainly, what are you going to do with your hoof?" she instigated.

Pinkie felt trapped, she knew that resisting was futile and that eventually she would have to answer. She looked down, feeling the heat of embarrassment flood her pink, now crimson cheeks as she said in a low, almost inaudible voice, "I'll... I'll use it there".

The blush on Pinkie's face intensified as she uttered those words, but there was no escape. She was in Rainbow Dash's hands and her own body was betraying her by revealing her thoughts and fantasies, until recently unknown.

Rainbow wasn't satisfied with just that, she wanted more details, "How will you do it, Pinkie?" she whispered viciously, her breath brushing softly against the toy pony's ear, sending shivers down her spine as she uttered it. As usual the voice transmitted.

"I'll... slide it in slowly... and I'll... touch myself", Pinkie whispered, feeling the humiliation envelop her completely. Although her words were timid and almost inaudible, Rainbow heard them clearly and it only increased her smile.

With her voice trembling and her mind full of contradictions, she tried to find the right words. Pinkie closed her eyes for a moment, trying to find the strength to continue. She knew there was no turning back and that she had to respond. "I'd... I would touch myself", she admitted quietly, shyly "I would use my helmet to stroke myself... in... in those places" she added, her voice full of embarrassment and repressed desire.

Rainbow Dash, having heard Pinkie Pie's statement, with a big smile reflecting her victory, transmitted her voice to Pinkie's "What do you mean 'I would use', no, no, no, no, no, no, no. 'I will use' is the right word", She stated unequivocally.

Immediately after saying that, Rainbow took control once again, guiding Pinkie to her bed. Pinkie lay down, face up, arranging a pillow so that her eyes would always be watching what she was about to do. Rainbow had Pinkie lick her hoof once more, making sure it was generously lubricated with her tongue for what she was going to do next.

Unable to do anything but watch, 'Pinkie' began to gently stroke her body with her hoof. She ran it across her chest, tracing circles around her nipples, feeling the sensation envelop her and her breathing become more ragged. Her body trembled as she followed the instructions, gently caressing her belly, exploring every inch of her skin.

A moment later and with special care, 'Pinkie' focused her attention on her most intimate region. Her chest heaved with each breath, her heart pounding wildly as she felt herself surrendering to Rainbow Dash's directives. Despite the discomfort and embarrassment flooding her mind, a hint of curiosity and excitement rose from deep within her core.

With her hoof now moistened by her tongue, Pinkie let the warm, soft appendage run along the line separating her thighs. A new and electrifying sensation came over her as the hoof caressed the soft hairs covering her equine skin. It was a strange mixture of tingling and shuddering that made her shiver even more.

Following the trail of her equine anatomy, 'Pinkie' ventured to explore the crevice hidden between her hind legs. With slow, deliberate movements, she slid the hoof along the inner lips of her vulva, experiencing a sensation of rubbing she had never known before. The sting of the contact made her gasp, as her mind struggled to comprehend the range of sensations enveloping her.

With the pads of her hooves, gently stroked the soft, moist folds of her vulva. She could feel the warmth and wetness emanating from her very essence, as each touch sent ripples of pleasure through her body.

As her caresses became bolder, 'Pinkie' explored every nook and cranny of her womanhood. With circular, upward strokes, her hoof gently glided over the outer and inner lips of her vulva, arousing her desire. The smooth texture of her hoof contrasted with the sensitivity of her skin, creating a symphony of erotic sensations.

The caresses continued, gently, without haste but without pause, as if her own body was responding to an unfamiliar but instinctive dance. Pinkie found herself moaning involuntarily, unable to suppress the reactions Rainbow Dash was provoking in her. Every time she tried to divert her thoughts elsewhere, the sensation of her soaked hoof on her skin drew her back to the present moment.

As the desire intensified, Rainbow Dash increased the pressure and speed of the caresses. Her movements became firmer and more purposeful, keeping pace with Pinkie's growing arousal. Her gasps mingled with soft, breathy moans as she gave herself completely to the overwhelming sensations enveloping her.

The fear and guilt were still present, but Pinkie realized that there was also a hint of liberation in what she was doing. Throughout her life, she had always been the lively and playful Pinkie Pie, but this experience was unearthing a part of herself that had remained hidden and repressed. She felt vulnerably, but also intrigued, as if a part of her essence was being released.

Each time Pinkie's hoof met her clitoris, an electric shock of pleasure coursed through her body, causing her muscles to tense and her breathing to quicken. Direct stimulation to that sensitive area was bringing her closer and closer to the precipice of ecstasy.

However, just as Pinkie was on the verge of orgasm, Rainbow Dash interrupted the flow. The feeling of sudden deprivation made her gasp in frustration, feeling the passion and tension building up inside her. Each pause prolonged the emotional torture, challenging her resistance and raising the intensity of her desire.

As Rainbow continued this game of provocation and denial, Pinkie found herself in an almost unbearable state of arousal. Each time she approached climax, Rainbow would stop the pleasure, keeping her in a state of anticipation and longing.

Finally, when Rainbow decided to grant her permission to climax, Pinkie plunged headlong into the sensations and her world blurred. Her body trembled uncontrollably, her muscles contracted in a frenzied dance of pleasure and her moans became increasingly audible. A wave of ecstasy engulfed her completely, unleashing a torrent of release and bliss.

After the climax, Pinkie was exhausted and satisfied, her breath hitching and her body drenched in sweat. But along with satisfaction also came questioning. At that moment, Pinkie was at a crossroads, with a dichotomy of emotions and a desire to explore her own sexuality. She had crossed a threshold, discovering a part of herself that she was unaware of, and now she had to face the consequences that this entailed.

As Pinkie Pie lay on the bed, still sweaty and her breath hitching from the intensity of the moment, Rainbow Dash did not miss the opportunity to further explore her friend's hidden secrets. Just as in Twilight's case, using a little suggestion in the pony's mind she prompted Pinkie to reveal any toys or intimate objects she might have hidden.

With a trembling voice and a mixture of embarrassment and submission, Pinkie could not resist Rainbow Dash's imposed orders. Her lips trembled as she tried to articulate the words. "I-in the b-bottom drawer of the bed..." she stammered, struggling to find the courage to continue. "Th-there... there are several hidden toys", she admitted, her voice barely audible.

Rainbow Dash, with a playful twinkle in her eye, prompted Pinkie to elaborate. "And what kind of toys are they, Pinkie? Describe them", Rainbow urged with another psychological hint.

Despite the overwhelming embarrassment that consumed her, Pinkie Pie could not refuse to obey. With her face burning and the words tentatively leaving her lips, she began to describe the toys in detail.

"O-one of them is a silicone dildo shaped like an Equine Limb", Pinkie said, her voice trembling as she struggled to find the right words. "It has a smooth texture and prominent veins... s-simulates the sensation of being penetrated by a stallion...", her voice knotted as she concluded, "i-it's very realistic and, and i-it has other functions".

Her cheeks flushed even more as she continued. "T-there's also a tongue-shaped vibrator... t-it has different modes of vibration and.... and it stimulates the clitoris like it's... like it's being licked by somepony...".

Every word uttered was a mixture of embarrassment and repressed excitement. Pinkie felt exposed and vulnerable, but her control was in the hands of Rainbow Dash, who enjoyed the power she wielded over her.

Rainbow Dash smiled in satisfaction, delighting in Pinkie's discomfort. "Interesting choice of toys, Pinkie", she commented to herself mischievously. "We'll definitely have to explore them in the future", she added, this time making Pinkie utter her response, making it clear that she had more daring plans in mind.

Rainbow, satisfied with her small victory, smiled as she saved that information for use another time. "Very well, Pinkie dear. It'll be our little secret for now", she thought before breaking the bond release her friend.

However, before she could give the command to the figurine to return to normal and just then, as Pinkie was trying to compose herself after the intense experience, the door to the room burst open and Ms. Cake burst into the scene, alerted by the strange sounds coming from Pinkie's room.

Ms. Cake's eyes widened as she encountered the scene in front of her. Pinkie Pie, her mane tousled and reddened, lay on the bed in a state of obvious disarray. Shock and horror flashed across Ms. Cake's face as her gaze swept the room, noting the juices draining from the messy pony.

Ms. Cake's unexpected entrance into the room filled the air with overwhelming tension. Pinkie's eyes widened as she tried to cover herself with the sheets, embarrassed by the mess left behind after Rainbow Dash's actions. However, the obvious marks and fluids that adorned her left little margin to hide what had happened.

Ms. Cake stopped dead in her tracks, her expression of surprise and confusion reflected on her face. "P-Pinkie, what happened here?" she asked, her voice full of concern and curiosity.

Before Pinkie could articulate a response, Rainbow Dash, with her powerful control over the situation, caused the pony to let out a guttural and completely inappropriate moan. The sound escaped Pinkie's lips, carrying with it a mixture of pleasure and humiliation. It was a moan that made clear what had just happened, without the need for words.

The impact of the situation was evident in the expression on Ms. Cake's face. An unexpected blush took over her cheeks, as her eyes widened at the scene in front of her while her brain fitted the pieces together. Excitement mingled with bewilderment on her face, creating a combination of complex emotions.

Meanwhile, Pinkie, feeling more vulnerable than ever, curled into a ball on the bed, trying to hide her body and her embarrassment under the sheets. Feelings of shame swirled in her mind, but, whether from residual arousal, or for other reasons, she also felt a strong thrill at what had happened.

Rainbow, satisfied with the chaos she had caused, decided to quietly withdraw, leaving Pinkie and Ms. Cake in their uncomfortable situation.

With Rainbow's leaving, the magic that controlled Pinkie faded away, allowing her to regain full control of her body. However, shame and lust were still present within her as she tried to find the words to explain what at first glance seemed obvious.

Silence reigned in the room, only interrupted by Pinkie's racing heartbeat and Ms. Cake's agitated breathing. Finally, Mrs. Cake decided to withdraw with a hurried excuse, leaving Pinkie alone with her confused thoughts and feelings.

Author's Note

Well, this one is substantially longer than the previous two, I didn't realize it was so long, I hope you enjoy it.

I will try to update this story at least once a week, at least before college eradicates what little free time I have again. Again I would appreciate suggestions of things you want to see happen and comments/corrections.

Thank you <3

Chapter IV: New Experiments Vol I.

Rainbow Dash was speeding away from Sugarcube Corner, her heart pounding loudly in her chest, vividly recalling the sensations and situations she had experienced just moments before.

"Oh, that was unbelievably fun", she exclaimed with overflowing elation and excitement. "Pinkie, you've given me endless interesting ideas. I am now convinced that this little fella will be extraordinarily useful".

The pegasus, once preoccupied with moral issues, was undergoing a radical transformation in her principles. Morality was no longer a cornerstone in her life, for she found herself completely absorbed in the tantalizing possibilities of control that the figurine offered her.

Her mind was beginning to accept with familiarity the feeling of absolute power and control. Knowing that she had the ability to manipulate the body of any living being at will made her salivate with anticipation. She was beginning to lose a bit of control.

A recondite thought popped into her mind, leading her to ponder whether what she had done was really too extreme. After all, Pinkie was one of her best friends, and she had totally arbitrarily exposed her in front of Mrs. Cake. Not only that, this time she had gone too far in forcing her to masturbate, just watching as her hoof twitched uncontrollably.

A demonic representation of herself perched on her shoulder, whispering, "No, she was the one who gave you permission". He tried to justify himself again, remembering that it had been Pinkie who had mentioned that the sensation was "nice".

"Yes, but that didn't involve forcing her to stroke herself with her hoof, let alone making her moan uncontrollably", replied the angelic version of Rainbow, perching on her other shoulder.

"Come on, didn't you hear? In the end, she herself was practically begging us to let her finish, she was completely eager to experience what we had to offer", replied her evil version once again.

The evil version of Rainbow Dash continued to argue his point more forcefully, trying to justify his actions, "Besides, isn't it fun to have the power to influence others and see how they react?". Pinkie was excited to try something new, and we simply gave her the opportunity. Now that you have this power, who are you to deny her that experience?".

The angelic version of Rainbow Dash was not so easily swayed and responded earnestly, "But Rainbow, friendship is based on mutual respect and consent. No matter what Pinkie has said before, that doesn't justify crossing boundaries and making decisions for her. You have to be aware of the consequences of your actions and consider the impact they may have on others".

The evil version let out a sinister, smug laugh, "Sure, sure, I get your point. But don't you find that sometimes rules are made to be broken? Life is short, Rainbow, and we have to make the most of it, when will you ever get another chance like this in life, why limit ourselves to rules when we can explore our desires?"

The angelic version of Rainbow Dash sighed, organizing her thoughts, finally responding with a note of concern, "It's fine to want to experiment and seek different thrills, but we must be mindful of those around us. We can't afford to harm others in the process. Don't forget that our friendship is precious, and our actions can affect it deeply. We must strike a balance between fun and responsibility".

The evil alter ego rolled his eyes, as if he had just heard a bad joke, "Rainbow, don't fool yourself. Deep inside, you know that the power and liberation you feel from exerting control over others fills you with excitement. You are discovering a part of you that has long been repressed, a part that craves fulfillment".

"Think about it", he continued, more and more forcefully in her speech, "isn't it boring to live a life always within limits? Society imposes rules on us that imprison us, limit us and deprive you of our true essence. But you have the chance to break free, you are Rainbow Dash, the most amazing pegasus", he inquired, appealing to Rainbow's monstrous ego.

"Imagine the endless possibilities that open up before you! You can make others admire you, fear you, have fun... submit to your most perverse desires, show them for who they truly are. Isn't that what you've always desired deep in your heart... isn't that a good thing, to let others also be able to feel that feeling you're feeling right now?"

With each more word and justification Rainbow became more convinced of his words, and her angelic version slowly faded away. Observing this, the dark side continued, "remember, there is no goodness without malice, there is no light without darkness, there is no harmony without chaos, there has been a lot of harmony recently, it would be good if they all relaxed a little".

"Be brave, Rainbow. Life is too short to settle for mediocrity. Embrace this new you and discover the full potential that this gift of Discord has given you. Don't let morality limit you and deprive you of the most intense and exciting experiences that the world has to offer you, and of course, that YOU have to offer the world", the evil version of Rainbow triumphantly concluded his monologue.

Although weakened, the version that understood the evil in her actions replied "No Rainbow, you are better than this, don't give in to selfish desires, you are loyal to your principles, you are a good pony!", her words came out choppy, full of sadness, almost like drowning kicks.

Both versions of Rainbow Dash looked at each other for a moment, in an internal confrontation between their selfish desires and their sense of ethics. Finally, Rainbow Dash sighed and said:

"I mean, who wouldn't like a little power and excitement in their life? It wouldn't hurt anyone, as long as you can keep it under control, right?" she said, trying to convince herself. She weighed the situation for a moment, seemed about to change her mind, and then continued, "I'm in control, I can stop whenever I want. But I need more proof", she concluded, as she thought about who her next target would be.

Suddenly, the image of her dear friend Applejack popped into her mind. Rainbow Dash instantly knew where she had to go next.

Flying at breakneck speed, Rainbow Dash soared through the skies until she reached the towering Apple's farm. From high above, she gazed at the agricultural landscape stretching out before her eyes, with green fields sprinkled with apple-filled trees and wooden fences demarcating the various sections of the farm.

Cautiously, Rainbow hovered high enough to avoid detection. As she got closer, she could smell the subtle aromas wafting from the apple trees and the unmistakable scent of apple cider, the kind she loved.

As expected, the dedicated farm pony was engaged in her daily task, a thorough inspection of the apple orchard. The glow of the afternoon sun filtered through the leafy foliage of the trees. Applejack wore her signature hat that rested gracefully on her head that blocked, not only the sun's rays, but Rainbow as well.

With each passing second, Rainbow Dash weighed her actions. She knew that involving Applejack in her plans would carry great risk. However, the promise of power and excitement she sought left no room for doubt. It was time to test her limits, and to do so, she needed to use her friend as a link in her chain of tests.

Rainbow Dash, motivated by her ideas and experiments after her encounter with Pinkie Pie, was ready to put her theories to the test. Now, she anxiously searched for a suitable hiding place to begin her new venture.

A particularly leafy tree immediately attracted her attention. Its branches stretched out in all directions, forming a natural canopy that offered good cover for her purpose. Without hesitation, Rainbow Dash headed for it, nimbly gliding through the leaves and branches as she had been doing frequently that day.

At the same time, in another part of the farm, Applejack was making her way to the vast fields of apple trees to begin the arduous task of harvesting. A cart full of empty baskets followed close behind her, ready to be filled with the ripe apples that would fall from the trees.

Applejack walked with a steady, determined gait, her eyes full of resolve. Her mind was focused on the work ahead, oblivious to the hidden forces brewing around her.

Meanwhile, Rainbow Dash deftly hid among the branches of the tree. From her hiding place, she had a privileged view of Applejack and the apple trees. The excitement of what she was about to do completely overwhelmed her, seasoned with a small sense of guilt. After all, Applejack was her friend, someone she trusted and valued. However, her desire for power and excitement was stronger at that moment than any bond of friendship.

Ready to carry out her plan, Rainbow Dash remained silent and alert, patiently waiting for the right moment to act.

Rainbow's stomach emitted a sudden growl. As expected, with the hectic morning she had had, she had barely had time to take in any food. Inspecting the area around her, she noticed a succulent apple hanging temptingly from a branch near the tree where she stood.

With a quick motion, Rainbow plucked the ripe apple and proceeded to take a good bite. The refreshing, sweet juice of the fruit filled her mouth, giving her immediate relief. She chewed with delight as she savored the perfect balance of sweetness and tartness that characterized Apple Farm apples.

Once she finished savoring the delicious fruit, she tossed the seed away with a gentle toss to the ground. With her energy recharged and the taste of the apple still on her tongue, Rainbow refocused on her target.

While this was happening, Applejack, deep in her own thoughts, approached a nearby tree. Raising her hind hooves as she had done countless times over the years, she rammed hard into the tree trunk. As if answering her call, apples fell in abundance, collecting perfectly in a pair of baskets she had ready underneath.

As the apples were picked and the baskets gradually filled, Rainbow Dash knew the time to act was near. She adjusted her position between the branches of the tree, ready to deploy her plan. Every beat of her heart echoed in her chest, filling her with an intense mix of emotions.

"Well, with Pinkie I mainly used body control, I think with Applejack I might use something more mind related", Rainbow Dash pondered for a brief moment.

Once the idea was cemented in her mind, she pulled out a small figurine from under her wing and spoke the corresponding words in a barely audible whisper, making sure no one else could hear her except the doll, who had become her only confidant in these situations.

"Become Applejack", she whispered, feeling the words slide past her lips.

In an instant, the figurine responded to her command and began to gradually transform into the form of Applejack. The farm pony's distinctive features began to appear, from her distinctive earth-colored fur and chestnut-colored mane and tail.

Rainbow Dash watched the process with a mixture of fascination and nervousness. Although she had performed this action several times before, she couldn't help but feel a tingle in her stomach as she watched her friend materialize in front of her and the power it conferred.

Once the transformation was complete, Rainbow Dash closely examined the figure of Applejack in front of her. Every detail, from her facial expressions to her body features, had been accurately captured.

"Hehe, she's even got the hat", Rainbow admired with a tone of sweetness in her voice, "That's a nice touch", she concluded letting out a small smile.

Once the transformation was complete, Rainbow Dash put her plan into action. First, she directed a warm glance towards her friend, who hadn't been wasting any time and was already at the tenth tree of the day, picking apples with her characteristic efficiency.

Slowly approaching the transformed figurine, Rainbow Dash whispered in one of her ears provocatively. "You feel a slight itch on your left rear hoof", she said in a soft, persuasive voice, aware that it was best to start subtly to test the waters.

Applejack was preparing to launch another of her powerful kicks, but suddenly stopped dead in her tracks, almost falling due to the inertia she carried with her. She sat on the ground for a moment, confused, and turned her attention to inspecting her hoof. Seeing that there was nothing out of the ordinary on it, she quickly got up and began to vigorously scrape the hoof against the ground, rubbing it determinedly until the uncomfortable sensation was completely gone.

Without giving too much importance to what happened, Applejack, once the itch had subsided, turned her attention back to the tree in front of her. She took a firm stance and prepared to launch her signature kick again.

Just as she was about to execute the move a second time, she felt another itch, this time in her nose. The tingling became unbearable and Applejack couldn't contain it, which caused her to suddenly sneeze and, as a result, caused her to miss her kick.

With a thud, she fell to the ground without achieving her goal, while the dust raised by the fall only worsened the itching sensation in her nose. Applejack began sneezing repeatedly, struggling to find relief as the tickling persisted.

From her arboreal hiding place, Rainbow Dash struggled to contain the laughter that threatened to escape. For a brief moment, she had regained her usual teasing spirit, though this time with more innocent antics. She loved that feeling, she had always enjoyed playing pranks on other ponies, especially Applejack, with whom she shared a long history of friendly competition.

The newly awakened prankster streak was something Rainbow Dash couldn't resist. Approaching the Applejack figurine again, Rainbow finally whispered mischievously, "Every time you try to kick a tree, for some strange reason, you will fail". Her instruction concluded, Rainbow waited with anticipation for the results of her ruse.

Applejack was recovering after her allergy attack and, not giving up, she once again positioned herself with her back to the tree, ready to launch her kick. With determination in her eyes, she gathered momentum, but, unfortunately for her, the air was the only thing she managed to hit. Her paw flew past her, missing the tree trunk.

Rainbow Dash could barely contain her laughter as she watched the scene from her hiding place. The look of surprise and confusion on Applejack's face was truly hilarious. Now, she just had to wait and see how Applejack would react to this strange phenomenon that seemed to be frustrating her tree-kicking ability.

Confused and frustrated, Applejack looked back, only to realize that she was mere inches away from the tree. With a bray of irritation, she repositioned herself again, determined to try one more time. However, the result was the same.

Each failed attempt increased Applejack's desperation. Determined to solve the mystery, she moved even closer to the tree, making sure that this time it would be a sure hit. She gathered momentum, lifted her hind legs and launched herself against the trunk. Nothing...

"But what apple trees is going on here?" exclaimed Applejack with a tone of annoyance in her voice, letting her typical country accent surface in her words. Confusion was growing in her mind as she tried to find a logical explanation for what she was experiencing. "Am I still drunk? That doesn't make sense! I had a good rest and I haven't tasted a single drop of cider today".

Rainbow Dash, having sufficiently tested the waters, decided it was time to end the game. With determination, she whispered in the transformed figurine's ear, "Cancel previous commands and return to normal".

Waiting a moment, Rainbow Dash watched as Applejack, on the verge of madness, finally managed to hit a kick. Surprise and confusion fleetingly flashed across the farm pony's face, as she had begun to believe she would never hit a kick again. Applejack let out a "yeah haa" laden with frustration and relief, releasing all the tension built up in her body.

"What a yoke of oxen in tow! What the heck has been happening to me today?" muttered Applejack in disbelief, letting her thoughts slip out loud. Confusion and relief mingled inside her. Although she had finally managed to connect with the tree, the welter of conflicting sensations left her feeling a bit disoriented.

Applejack shook her head, trying to clear her mind and find a logical explanation for what had happened. She was not about to let herself be defeated by these setbacks. Her resilient spirit and innate determination drove her on.

After the relief, she continued her work, trying to get what had just happened out of her mind, time was precious for the hardworking pony, and she immediately resumed her harvest, without wasting another moment of time.

Rainbow Dash, noting with satisfaction that the command had taken effect, licked her lips with a touch of excitement in her voice. She slowly approached the figurine's ear, weighing the final words for a moment before finally uttering them.

Applejack, in her usual rhythm, continued her work of relentlessly picking apples. Briskly, she had picked another five apple trees since Rainbow Dash had been watching her. Speed had always been her forte, thanks to her rigorous method of work that she had perfected over the years, ever since her childhood as a little filly.

As she approached the seventeenth tree of the day, Applejack prepared to lunge as usual. A light bead of sweat trickled down her forehead, and she began to feel the heat of the strenuous effort her labor required.

A thought crossed her mind and came out loud, "Oh, it seems I am indeed still a bit affected by last night...". She scratched the back of her neck with her paw, surveying the vast expanse of land she had yet to harvest. "I knew I shouldn't have accepted that cider drinking contest", she lamented. However, Applejack knew there was no choice but to go ahead. These apples would not harvest themselves.

With renewed determination, Applejack focused on her task, leaving distractions and fatigue behind. She knew she had a job to do and would not allow herself to be defeated by a hangover or any other obstacle.

Resignedly, Applejack walked over to another nearby tree and continued her work. As she worked, her thoughts wandered and she sighed heavily. "Sometimes I wish I had Twilight's magic, with it, this would all be so much easier", she muttered under her breath.

Though she longed for magical help, Applejack, in an attempt to comfort herself commented to herself, "But I still have you, my dear 'Bucky McGillycuddy' and 'Kicks McGee'", she said as she raised her left and right hooves respectively. "You guys never fail me".

The rumble echoed through the apple field as Applejack's pair of "companions" rammed the tree hard. Apples cascaded down, but as she advanced, Applejack noticed that her body began to heat up even more.

Moving on to another tree, the task continued tirelessly. One after another, the apples fell with a steady rhythm. However, with each fall, Applejack found it harder and harder to stay focused. Her body began to feel hot, her legs trembled slightly, and her face began to flush slightly.

Despite the incipient signs of discomfort, Applejack refused to stop. One tree after another, she was being stripped of her apples, but her body was giving clearer and clearer signs that something was not right. The heat was intensifying, her legs were getting weaker and her face was turning redder.

Applejack stopped for a moment, having reached the twenty-fifth tree of the day. Panting, she couldn't help but ask aloud, "Oh, it's really hot this morning. I'm starting to feel hot... Could it be that I have a fever? Did I suddenly get sick?". Confusion flashed across her face as she watched her hooves shiver in anticipation.

A drop hit the ground, starting to form a small puddle. This time, it wasn't just sweat dripping from Applejack.

Feeling weaker and weaker, Applejack grabbed one of the apples from her basket and sought some relief in its sweet taste. She decided to rest for a moment, seeking shelter in a nearby log. However, when its backside brushed against the log, a startle ran through her body and she let out a slight groan of surprise.

"But what the-" Applejack interrupted her sentence as she noticed the reason behind her discomfort. A liquid dripped lightly from her maternity ward, leaving the log she had been sitting on slightly soaked.

The sudden realization filled her with surprise and excitement. She could not believe what was happening. The liquid was but a token of her growing excitement.

Rainbow Dash, enjoying her game and thinking it would be bad if it all ended this quickly, grabbed the miniature figurine and whispered with determination, "That's normal, keep working, don't stop, you have a lot of work yet".

With Rainbow Dash's instructions flowing through Applejack's mind, her attention was diverted from the mystery that had puzzled her earlier. The confusion gradually faded and was replaced by a sense of duty and responsibility.

"Well, it's not important", Applejack replied, her voice reflecting a firm commitment. "I've got to get on with it. There's a lot of work ahead of me, and I promised Grandma Smith I'd finish this before tomorrow", she added as she rearranged the hat that had fallen off in her earlier startle.

Unaware that she was a victim of Rainbow Dash's mental manipulation, Applejack convinced herself that everything she was experiencing was normal and that she should not stop. Rainbow Dash's words echoed in her mind again, "No matter what you feel, you must keep going". Applejack accepted these words as her guide and vowed to continue.

Applejack moved on to her next target, lifting her hooves with determination and continuing her work. Sweat was running down her body, her face flushed and her hooves felt weakened, but she considered it part of an ordinary hard day's work on the farm.

Meanwhile, Rainbow Dash, watching the sweaty pony struggle to keep up, decided to give her a little push in the right direction as she noticed this would take too long. Her gaze focused on Applejack and then on her miniature replica.

With a mixture of anticipation, Rainbow Dash whispered new instructions to the figurine. However, it wasn't just Applejack who was experiencing the effects of her manipulation. Though to a lesser extent, Rainbow Dash was beginning to feel the side effects of having the sultry farm girl under her control.

"I'll have to deal with this later", Rainbow Dash muttered as she inspected herself for a moment, her folds beginning to moisten and her cheeks also feeling a bit warm. "However, right now I have other matters to attend to".

Applejack, oblivious to her strange actions, picked up the basket of apples and carried it to her cart with mechanical efficiency. Unconsciously, she began to lick her lips, oblivious to her own gesture, or rather, not caring at all. After all, she considered that a normal thing to do in the midst of a hard day's work on the farm.

Grabbing another empty basket, Applejack positioned it under another tree and prepared to launch her signature kick. However, when "Bucky McGillycuddy" and "Kicks McGee" connected precisely on target, something inside her felt strange. A rush of excitement coursed through her marrow, causing her to involuntarily let out a small moan of pleasure.

From her position in the tree, Rainbow Dash couldn't contain her satisfaction. A mocking laughter full of enjoyment filled the air, coupled with a small moan of excitement.

Applejack, unaware of her actions, continued her crop, closer and closer to ecstasy, her thighs beginning to get especially slippery as Rainbow Dash's psychological cue grew her arousal, permeating deeper and deeper into the pony's sensations.

The illusory stimulation that adorned and cloyed the farmer's mind would, under normal conditions, prevent her from continuing with her work, however, even though her nipples were beginning to ache slightly due to the involuntary tension in her body, her anatomy was begging for immediate attention or her facial gestures involuntarily betrayed her by bringing to the surface her growing lust, gradually clouding her judgment; there was only one immovable truth in her mind, she had to continue.

Applejack stood in front of the thirtieth tree, her body trembling slightly as she tried to maintain control. Although on a typical harvest day such sensations were common, something inside her told her that something was not quite right.

However, Applejack tried hard to convince herself that these worries were nonsense. She recalled earlier times when she faced even greater challenges on the farm. She recalled the challenge she issued to BicMachintoch to farm all the land by herself, and how she managed to pass that test despite her fatigue. She recalled that she experienced these same feelings on that occasion as well. She reminded herself that she had always been like this, that it was completely normal to feel this way during the harvest.

"Yes, everything is normal" She whispered in conviction.

Applejack's mind was torn between the logic of the situation, in which she was simply going about her harvesting work, in which she did not feel as if a stallion was trying to woo her, and the even more believable narrative forming in her mind, which stated that these sensations were normal and a fundamental part of agricultural work, with everything, including the emanating flow constantly running down her flanks.

Shaking her head to gain some lucidity, she completed the kick, landing heavily on the trunk of the tree, the sweat, her fluids and of course, the apples, fell respectively to the ground, product of gravity. An electrifying sensation ran down the pony's spine as a moan echoed from her vocal cords, spreading through the orchard and finally reaching the ears of the now more drenched puppeteer enjoying the show.

Applejack was on her last legs, but, it was normal, always at the thirtieth tree she felt completely elated and shaky, nothing she hadn't felt before, her mind hammered perennially clinging to her new reality, the reality she had always professed.

Struggling to gather her strength, Applejack picked up the basket of apples with effort, leaving a trail of 'apple juice' in her wake as she dragged it towards the cart. Her legs, now shaky and weak as spaghetti, would not allow her to stand firmly. She tried to lift the basket, but her exhausted limbs did not respond adequately. The shock of overwhelming sensations overwhelmed her completely.

Defeated and exhausted, Applejack decided to take her second break of the day. As she sat on the log, her mind struggled to remember when she used to take this break on previous occasions. Her mind thought it should be later, by the hundredth tree or maybe more when she took that second wind... NO, NO, NO, No, she usually took a break at tree number fifteen and twenty-five, today she was more rested than other times, YES, YES, YES, yes, that's right, you are stronger today Applejack, she felt comforted by that thought.

With a sigh of relief, Applejack settled into the log once again. But, as she did so, the sensation of tenderness invaded her body. Despite her attempts to restrain herself, a guttural moan escaped her lips as her flank and butt made contact with the wood of the log. The intensity of the sensation and the involuntary reaction took her by surprise, yet her repressed instinct compelled her to move slightly, in an attempt to satisfy and finally let out the anticipation welling up inside her.

Rainbow Dash, intrigued by the new possibilities she had discovered through Applejack's interpretation, prepared to move on to new experiments. She now knew she could implant and overwrite a pony's sense of logic and perception, it's not like she knew beforehand with Twilight, that never happened, this was her first test, or her verification? Well, that wasn't important.

With a playful look in her eyes, Rainbow Dash turned to the figurine and uttered the words with a tone of mischief, "Come back to your normal perception of reality, but you are still very excited". The words escaped her lips with excitement, ".... As do I... Ash, damn it!", she said softly as she palpated her nether region that was beginning to beg her for some attention. "This hadn't been this much trouble with Twilight or Pinkie", she thought a little irritated.

Applejack, as Rainbow Dash debated in her mind about the problems related to viewing and stimulating other ponies and the consequences on her own body, was beginning to regain awareness of her situation and notice the abnormal in her anatomy's reactions.

"Oooookaaaaaaaay?" uttered Applejack, stretching out the word as her mind worked at full speed to try to fit the pieces of the puzzle presented to her. It was clear that something strange was going on

Applejack, leaning against a nearby tree, raised her left hind leg and turned her attention to her intimate folds. Carefully, she used one of her front hooves to explore and examine the area. Lightly probing with the pad of her hoof, she could feel the swelling and slippery sensation of the juices that had accumulated there. A noticeable dating became evident, especially in that back area. It was sensitive. Quite sensitive back there. Incredibly sensitive. A shudder ran through her body as she lightly brushed the area, causing her to momentarily lose her composure.

"This is new...", Applejack finally murmured, as she continued to carefully examine her intimacy in search of an explanation for her unusual behavior.

In an instant, Applejack's hoof, by a small 'slip', courtesy of Rainbow Dash, pressed hard into that sensitive area, but not satisfied with that, she continued, forcing with more energy, her hoof easily breaking through thanks to the generous natural lubrication of that area.

Once introduced, rhythmic, steady movements, some delicate, others more crudely executed, mercilessly attacked her entrance, occasionally exiting as if the appendage was trying to breathe to regain strength, almost inconsiderately playing with the farmer's pleasure.

Rainbow unsatisfied with her previous intrusion, introduced the appendage even further, forcing it to map her entire anatomy, remaining for a brief, but significant period of time inside, occasionally brushing her lips and finally paying special attention to her clitoris, massaging it generously, with rhythmic movements, pressing with the soft buds of the hoof, and occasionally more roughly with the stiffer end.

For Applejack's part, it was as if a switch had suddenly flipped, breaking the containment of arousal she had been unknowingly carrying. At that moment, the world around herseemed to lose all definition, as if an intense white light had completely invaded her. Reality became diffuse and disordered, losing coherence.

As the 'slip' occurred, a deafening ringing invaded Applejack's ears, carrying them away with a sound that eclipsed any other perception. It was as if all the noise in the world had been concentrated in that moment, completely overwhelming her.

In that state of ecstasy, Applejack was lost in the present moment, unable to think of anything other than the overwhelming sensation of pleasure that enveloped her. Her mind became a blank canvas, where only absolute delight existed and everything else faded into insignificance.

In that brief span, Applejack was inundated by an avalanche of sensations, emotions. She tried to take in what had happened, but it was like trying to grasp smoke between her hooves. Everything seemed to vanish and escape her comprehension, her involuntary movements, manipulated by Rainbow's invisible force, which constantly cracked her composure more, approaching the singularity that meant orgasm, had no place in her mind at that instant, there was no physical place for her neurons to think about it.

Holding back the arousal for so long, while being simmered by the involuntary hypersensitivity caused by Rainbow's command, had brought Applejack's mind to a breaking point. In that instant, her brain, unable to comprehend anything so far beyond, simply short-circuited, leaving space for a single, all-consuming sensation:

PLEASURE

All other perceptions, thoughts and emotions seemed to fade in comparison to this intense wave of pleasure that flooded her completely. Every fiber of her being was immersed in the rampage of rapturous, overwhelming and ecstatic sensations, which enveloped and consumed her mercilessly.

Rainbow Dash, from her hiding place in the tree, had made an 'accidental' movement with her hoof, rather forcefully nudging her dear friend's hoof. Though eh, it was unintentional and completely accidental, accidents happen, let her not believe otherwise.

The reality was that Rainbow Dash had taken advantage of the situation to intensify and prolong Applejack's pleasure, playing with her limits and exploring how far she could take her in that state of ecstasy. It was clear that she had enjoyed the reaction she had provoked in her friend.

As Applejack was in the midst of the sheer overwhelming surge of pleasure, Rainbow Dash watched with a mixture of satisfaction and anticipation from her hiding place. She had managed to bring her friend to a state of unparalleled bliss by taking advantage of her vulnerability.

An attempt at a stifled scream escaped Applejack's lips, but it was quickly cut short and prolonged into an uncontrolled moan that seemed to last an eternity. In that instant, her body gave in to the intensity of the sensations and she fell heavily to the floor. Her jaw slackened and she began to drool, her eyes opened wildly, revealing a lost and dazed look. An uncontrollable tremor shook her entire being, as if the very roots of her existence had been shaken.

Applejack lay on the ground, completely out of her mind. Her senses had been pushed to the limit and now seemed to have been completely overrun. In that state of collapse, her body was convulsing, unable to control the spasms that were shaking her.

Meanwhile, Rainbow Dash watched the scene from her hiding place, shocked by the result of her actions. What had initially been a playful and provocative game, had just suddenly gone awry....

"SHIT!", Rainbow Dash let out a desperate cry in panic, believing she had caused irreparable harm to her friend. "NOOOO! I KILLED HEEEEEEEEeeeeeer!", her voice echoed as she rushed from her hiding place towards the spot where Applejack lay, who seemed to be in a state of agitation and disarray.

When Rainbow Dash finally approached her friend, she noticed that, despite her shaky and sweaty appearance, Applejack was still breathing and emitting moans. A relieved sigh escaped Rainbow's lips as she realized that her friend was merely experiencing the effects of the intensity she had provoked, bordering on Nirvana, but she was still alive.

With shyness and an apologetic tone in her voice, Rainbow Dash murmured, "Uh.... well... I guess I should let you get some rest...".

Author's Note

Once again I've gone long, but ok.

This was originally going to be a single chapter, but I think I'll have to split it in two, there are still things to do with Applejack. But I don't know whether to leave it for the next one, as a continuation, or have Rainbow continue with another one of her friends. You will decide.

Starting next chapter, the "Transformation" part of the title, will start to take on relevance, I promise.

This may be a bit too repetitive on my part (which I will continue to do), but I would appreciate suggestions for corrections and ideas for things to happen in the future.

Hugs to everyone who reads this thing haha.

Chapter V: New Experiments Vol II.

The afternoon passed in its usual monotonous fashion, indifferent to what was happening on the peaceful Apple farm.

Rainbow Dash stood by her friend, Applejack, for the entire period she was unconscious. Without taking her eyes off her serene face, she counted each tick of the imaginary clock in her mind, feeling each second weighing down on her wings like an unbearable burden.

The loyal pegasus, unable to find peace of mind, occasionally took to the sky with her swift wings to make sure that no one else could suddenly arrive and discover the scene in front of them. She feared that the truth would come out.

A dense silence hung over the farm, interrupted only by the soft sounds of the surrounding nature. The animals seemed to respect the solemnity of the moment and remained quiet.

The seconds stretched into minutes as the sun slowly moved across the sky, but Applejack showed no sign of waking up.

Although the shock of Applejack's "death" had caused the lust to fade almost completely from the young pegasus, as the levels of norepinephrine and cortisol in her blood dropped, that need resurfaced once more. It seemed now as if lust, instead of being a threat, became a foundation that supported the pegasus' sanity, slowly gaining ground again.

The figure resting placidly in the dirt was beginning to evoke a flood of mixed emotions in Rainbow Dash's mind.

"Damn, voyeurism and control was bad enough, and now I get to add somnophilia to the list too?" wondered Rainbow Dash sarcastically, surprised at the number of fetishes she was discovering in herself. "What's going on up there?" she exclaimed, as she felt her forehead with her hoof over and over again.

"I can't help it, what's happening to me?" she whispered to herself, as if her words might fade away. "This isn't right", she chided herself, trying to find the strength to turn away from the temptation. But the internal struggle was hard, and a part of her longed to stay in that moment, enjoying what she couldn't help but feel.

Applejack, slowly regaining a sense of lucidity, found herself immersed in sensory deprivation. Gradually and gradually, her senses began to return; a faint whimper emerged timidly as she vibrated her vocal cords.

Rainbow Dash, hearing the whimper, thought that Applejack was finally waking up. Nimbly, she took flight and flew like a bird back to her makeshift nest in the branches of the tree. For an instant, she forgot the existence of the figurine, but the shock of thinking that she might have left evidence behind led her to jot a reminder in her mind, knowing that she should be more cautious in the future.

From her nook in the tree, Rainbow Dash quietly watched the stages of her friend's awakening.

Applejack slowly regained her faculties as sensations returned to her system. The world around her seemed to awaken with her, and gradually each of her senses reactivated after their lethargy.

First, her hearing sharpened, allowing her to perceive more clearly the rustling of the wind in the leaves of the nearby trees. Every rustle, every movement of nature, flooded her mind, distinguishing the small variations.

Next, smell and taste awoke, overwhelming her with the aromas of the earth mingling in the air. The smell of dry earth filled her nostrils. But even more important was the damp earth, either from sweat or from the saliva that ran carelessly from one of her lips. But the most significant smell by far was that of her own scent, unmistakable testimony to the pleasure experienced. The smell was almost recalcitrant with newly awakened senses, so much so that it was impossible for her to identify its source or meaning.

Then her touch reactivated her nerve endings, making her aware of the position she was in, lying on the ground anyway. The feel of the leaves under her body, the caress of the wind on her fur, and the rough texture of the earth against her skin, plus the partially slimy sensation on the back of her body. A crust of mud covered her skin like a thin armour. She felt vulnerable and exposed.

Applejack squirmed slightly, as if she had awoken from a wonderful, if unrested, dream. Her body still felt heavy and exhausted, as if she had worked overtime. Every muscle seemed to remind her of her tension, as if crying out for attention.

Eventually, her vision began to return, at first as a blurred, unfocused haze, then with a sense of discomfort from the brightness of the afternoon sun. The abstract shapes of the trees and bushes slowly began to make sense in the tired farm pony's mind, like a pareidolia that makes sense the more you look at it. She adjusted her heavy eyelids, allowing her eyes to gradually acclimatise to the afternoon light.

Slowly, her body still stiff, Applejack pulled herself together, resting one paw at a time on the ground. Her head ached slightly. Her lips were parched, and she still felt tender throughout her body, even though significant time had passed since the moment her strength had gone out of her. Every part of her being seemed permeated with clues that reminded her of what had happened.
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"Uhhhh...", Applejack uttered once she was on her hooves, clinging to a tree for balance. She stood for another minute pulling herself together, occasionally scratching her head as she tried to make sense of what had happened.

"What happened...?" she whispered heavily, but her mind was basically short-circuiting at the moment, unable to register recent events, leaving a void, a mental gap in Applejack.

"Did I pass out?" she thought slowly, as if she had to load each letter one by one. This was not his finest moment of lucidity. Not even the most powerful hangover she'd ever experienced, a consequence of challenges at a meeting a couple of years ago in Appleloosa, came even remotely close to the strange confusion she felt in that instant.

Uncharacteristically, she took another of the apples within reach of his hoof and, bite by bite, consumed it completely.

With partially renewed vitality, thanks to the snack, Applejack assessed her options and tried to rationalise what had happened.

"Ahhh", she sighed heavily, trying to recall the previous events, "I guess I fainted... I remember it was really hot, could it be that I got heatstroke?" She pondered, trying to find a logical explanation for his blackout. "Umm, it's unlikely, but, I guess it was", she finally agreed, though she still felt there was something else behind her fainting spell.

"I think I need water", she said aloud, licking her mouth, even though the apple had partially quenched her thirst, her windpipe still needed moisture. The dry throat prompted her to slowly make her way to the farmhouse in search of water, walking slowly at first, but gradually increasing the pace as her flanks gained strength.

In the middle of her way, however, something stopped her in her tracks. Her flanks were covered in mud, and the question arose in her mind, "Why are they muddy?" Applejack carefully inspected her flanks, noting how much of the moisture had been dried and contained by the ground, but the lingering smell of mare didn't go away so easily.

A shiver ran down his spine as his mind tried to piece together what had happened during the time she couldn't remember. Blurry flashes and fragments of images appeared, leaving her more confused and alarmed.

"It can't be..." she muttered, her heart pounding in her chest. The feeling of vulnerability and worry came over her again, and a mixture of shame and desire clashed inside her.

Then, an uncomfortable truth began to surface in her mind. "Right..." she said in a whisper, as the shock of realisation came like a gust of wind. "I was excited before I fell like an apple tree". An attempt at a blush appeared on her cheeks, but Applejack quickly pushed that thought from her mind as she shook her head and patted her cheeks with her hoof, as if trying to push those thoughts away.

"No, this is not the time for that right now", she firmly chided herself, determined to focus on something else, and continued her walk.

Rainbow Dash watched and listened intently to all of Applejack's conversation, discreetly hidden in the shadows. She knew she had to do something, she couldn't just stand there, because she knew Applejack and her stubbornness and perseverance. If something got in her way, the farmer would find a way to fix it.

A light bulb went off in the pegasus' mind. She gripped the figurine with determination, pausing for a moment to organize the words and praying that it would work as well as it had in her previous trials. Finally, she decided what to say.

"You can't see Rainbow Dash", she muttered, thinking for a moment, aware that the command might be somewhat ambiguous. She decided to clarify. "It's not that you can't see her because you hate her or anything like that... but that you're unable to notice her presence, even if she's in front of you, talking to you or interacting directly with you, you can't see her..."

Rainbow Dash had one more idea to make sure the command was as effective as possible. "However, you can feel what it does to you", she added, thinking that this addition would help to avoid possible flaws in her instruction and give her leeway to play with it later.

"This is getting a little more complex, but hey, as long as it works, what's the point in over-specifying", Rainbow Dash thought as she instructed the figurine to return to its normal appearance. She grabbed it and flew off nimbly, chasing after the farmer.

Thinking to have a safeguard, she first tested to see if the instruction remained despite undoing the figurine's form.

"APPLEJACK, HEY APPLEJACK!" she shouted loudly to make sure she heard it. Nothing happened. A smirk sat on her lips.

"Okay, next step!" exclaimed Rainbow Dash, feeling a mixture of hesitation and excitement in her being. She quickly rushed towards Applejack, nimbly perching herself a couple of meters in front of her, in a position where it was basically impossible for her not to see her.

Rainbow stood static, anxiously awaiting Applejack's reaction. Her heart was pounding in her chest, not knowing what to expect from this strange situation. However, to her relief, Applejack walked past her as if she were just another tree on the farm, not noticing her presence at all.

Excitement and relief mingled inside Rainbow Dash. Her plan had worked.

"Well, apparently it works, there's just one last thing left to try", Rainbow Dash said, a mischievous grin creeping onto her face.

With a quick flap of her wings, she sent a strong breeze towards Applejack. The earth pony frowned, feeling the wind whip through her mane and ruffle her hat.

"Bruh, it's really windy today", Applejack muttered, worried that her hat might blow off. With a deft wave of her hoof, she adjusted her hat, which had shifted slightly in the wind.

As in the two previous cases, her presence, though clearly visible to Applejack, went completely unnoticed.

A mischievous giggle grew in tone as Rainbow Dash, now past the shock caused by Applejack's "death", plotted new ideas. "Ummm", she said, thinking aloud, "what should I do? I'm a little short on ideas, but well, I'll think of something on the way".

The walk continued, and Rainbow Dash followed closely behind the suggestible pony. For the moment, she decided to refrain from playing any more pranks and wait for the right moment to surprise Applejack with her little trick. The pegasus knew she had to come up with a more elaborate plan, but, when you have absolute power, it's hard to come up with ideas, at least reasonable ones.

In her restless mind, Rainbow Dash came up with various alternatives, weighing the alternatives. While she wasn't known for overthinking, this time, she was willing to make an exception. She would spare no effort.

Before she reached the farm, Rainbow Dash's light bulb went off. Quickly, with the figurine in her hoof, she ordered her to transform into Applejack. As usual, the instruction was completed without delay.

Whispering into the figurine's ear, Rainbow asked in a conspiratorial tone, "Who else is at the farm and what are they doing?" The question echoed in Applejack's mind, who responded without awareness of her actions, speaking aloud.

"Bic Mac and Granny Smith. Bic Mac, possibly still picking apples in the second field and Granny Smith, she must be taking her afternoon nap", Applejack revealed, unsuspecting that she was sharing information.

"What about Applebloom?" Rainbow Dash asked the figurine again, questioning the possibility that the filly was at home.

Applejack was quick to reply, "She's with Sweetie Belle and Scootaloo in town, I asked her to do some shopping, I don't think she'll be back anytime soon".

With a sigh of relief, Rainbow Dash thought out loud, "Well, that makes things easier, it's easier to deal with two than three".

The house was quickly approaching, and without complication, Applejack entered followed closely by Rainbow Dash, as if the pegasus was her shadow. The interior of the cosy dwelling was bathed in the warm evening light, creating a cosy and familiar atmosphere.

"Umm, could we have some fun, eh, Applejack?" asked Rainbow Dash to the air, knowing that no one would answer, but still absentmindedly swiping a wing across the farm mare's jaw. The pegasus' light caress generated an immediate itch in Applejack, who scratched absently.

A playful grin broke out on Rainbow Dash's face as she watched Applejack's performance. "Yeah... This should be fun", she thought to herself, enjoying how the mind manipulation was working to perfection.

Gingerly, Rainbow Dash pulled out the mini Applejack and whispered an instruction in its ear, "You're going to take a bath". The figurine, responding to the command, transformed Applejack's suggestible mind.

"I should take a bath", Applejack said in a determined tone, as if the idea had come naturally. "I'm still sticky back there, and, by Celestia, that smell, it's just too striking", she added as she sniffed her own scent, becoming aware of the need for cleanliness.

Lifting her rear hoof, she took a close look at her flanks, noting how the crust of mud fractured with each movement. The image further convinced her that a bath was necessary. "Yep... I'll take that bath", she said with determination.

Applejack quickly made her way to the bathroom, with Rainbow Dash following close behind, ever vigilant to make sure no one interrupted them in their little mischief.

After a moment's walk, they both reached the bathroom. As was customary, Applejack rested her hat on the hanger provided for that purpose, and turned on the hot water tap slightly. Although she normally preferred to take cold showers, in these special circumstances, she needed to relax a little, and nothing like a little hot water to do that.

He waited patiently for the water to heat up, knowing that some form of mysterious magic was taking care of the process. From time to time, she ran a hoof under the stream to determine the ideal temperature. Steam began to fill the room, creating a sense of comfort and relaxation.

Meanwhile, carefully, and using an alternating combination of her hooves and teeth, Applejack released her mane from the red bow tie she always wore. With gentle elegance, she let her hair fall, billowing slightly in the air. She looked at herself in the mirror, running a hoof through her hair to remove some of the larger dirt that had lodged on the surface.

With a similar effort, she brought her tail closer to her mouth and untied the second rubber band that restricted it. Now, his tail unfurled freely, unrestricted by the object. Again, she removed some leaf debris and dirt from the more general part of her tail, carefully depositing the rubbish in the bin so as not to make any more mess.

The atmosphere was full of tranquillity, interrupted only by the gentle sound of water flowing from the shower. Applejack was relieved to get rid of the accumulated dirt and discomfort in her fur and mane. She submerged herself under the shower, letting the warm water fall over her body, giving her a comforting relief.

Throughout this process, Rainbow Dash silently admired Applejack's body. It wasn't the first time she had seen her friend naked, after all, as ponies, they spent most of their time without clothes. However, there was something about this understanding of where they were and the act of voyeurism itself that made her wings tighten.

Her mind, despite being dazed by the figure of the farmer, did not miss the opportunity to germinate, or at least finish consolidating the ideas that had occurred to her from the moment of the bath suggestion.

With some nervousness, Rainbow Dash pulled out her confidant inanimate friend, the Applejack replica that was assisting her in this mischief. A shiver ran through her body as she prepared herself for what was to come next. Her lips felt dry with anticipation, and with a calculated pause, she uttered into the figure's ear, "Your whole being is super sensitive, every drop that falls on your body makes you more and more sensitive".

Applejack, at that moment, stood under the comforting stream of shower water, letting the drops soak her entire body, cleaning the residual dirt and sweat from her fur. With each passing moment, relaxation flowed into her being, freeing her from the tense sensations and workload she had been holding in all this time. The sensation of the warm water was like a healing caress to her tired body.

At that moment, Rainbow's command spread like an ethereal influx, entering Applejack's mind like a ghost whispering in her thoughts. An "Eep" of surprise and shock escaped her mouth, leaving her a little breathless. Now, she was aware, much more than before, of every drop that hit her body, as if she was connected in a special way to the sensations she barely perceived before.

Startled by the experience, Applejack tried to turn off the faucet and end the bath before it began, but just as she was about to do so, a thought popped into her mind, prompting her to discard that idea and instead give herself completely to the wonderful sensation she was experiencing.

The sensation, which at first was overwhelming, gradually became interesting and, to some extent, relaxing. Applejack let herself be carried away by this newfound sensitivity, allowing herself to fully enjoy the bathing experience. Every drop that caressed her skin seemed to send flashes of pleasure along her body, sinking into a soft and pleasant sensation.

Rainbow Dash smiled in satisfaction, watching, just inches away from Applejack, as the suggestion worked to perfection. Her quick reaction had prevented the fun from ending too soon. With a smirk, she moved back to the replica's ear and continued to give instructions.

The thought of a sensual, beautiful mare bathing in front of her eyes caused Rainbow Dash to lose herself completely in fantasies. She had to extend the bath long enough to get Applejack completely clean, not that her selfish desire to see the farmer's figure would interfere with that decision.

Applejack, immersed in the sensation of the warm water caressing every inch of her skin, allowed herself to drift into the pleasurable comfort that only comes with the most intimate and relaxed moments. She closed her eyes momentarily, surrendering herself completely to the bathing experience. The drowsiness enveloped her like a warm blanket, pushing away any worries or tensions she might have had.

With slow, sensual movements, she let the water slide over her body. Her earthy mane, once covered in dust, gradually became damp, the droplets running down each strand and unravelling the knots that had formed during the day at the farm. A sigh escaped her lips.

The water continued down her face, dividing into small streams that caressed her nose and ears. A slight shiver ran through her as she felt the sensation. Almost without noticing, she twitched her ears automatically, responding to the gentle caress of the drops.

Turning slightly on her own axis, she allowed the water to hit her back, cleansing and clearing the shallowest soil. His spine gratefully received the warmth that spread throughout his being, and the drops slid down his flanks or trickled down his belly.

It was undoubtedly one of the best baths of her life.

Rainbow Dash, hidden from Applejack's view, watched with a mixture of fascination and desire as the farm mare's figure basked in the bath. Every gesture, every sigh, and every expression on Applejack's face further fueled her curiosity and attraction. The pegasus basked in the sensuality of the moment, taking advantage of every second to satiate her cravings.

Her tail, which was initially muddy and messy, was also reached by the water, moistening it and slowly replacing the desaturated colour of the dusty strands with a silky sheen. Each caress of the liquid on her fur awakened an intoxicating sensation in Applejack, who let herself be carried away by the delight of the experience.

The mud that had formed on her body from Rainbow Dash's foreplay began to loosen and loosen with the help of the water. Applejack, oblivious to her friend's true intentions, simply enjoyed this moment of intimacy and exhilaration.

Every nook and cranny of her anatomy was caressed by the water, which seemed to understand perfectly how to pamper her body and mind. There was no room for worries or responsibilities, there was only the communion between the farmer and the element that enveloped her.

The bath was filled with steam, creating an atmosphere of intimacy in the small room. The dim light flickered softly, bathing everything in a golden glow.

Rainbow Dash, hidden in the shadow of Applejack's consciousness, during this whole process could do nothing but stare at the figure toned by the hard work of farm life. Applejack found herself enjoying the warm water falling over her equine body and Rainbow was more than delighted at the privileged view her anonymous presence afforded her.

Rainbow's wings were tense, something that, while annoying, confirmed to her that there was something different about playing with Applejack, she wanted more, but, she had to be restrained, she shouldn't get ahead of herself, she needed to think of something more interesting, she needed to use that brain of hers to come up with something that would satisfy her.

With a gesture, she brought the figurine's ear closer, thinking of her next instruction, "Start stroking your body", a simple command she directed. and waited patiently, perhaps a slightly more vague command would allow Applejack to take a little more involvement, it was a question that was on the back of the pegasus's mind.

As usual, the psychological clue entered the farmer's mind with almost no resistance, and an uncontrollable urge to caress her own flesh entered her.

Applejack surrendered herself completely to the sensations the caresses aroused in her. Her body responded with a mixture of relaxation and excitement, and her movements became increasingly sensual and graceful.

With his hooves, she deftly stroked her neck, exerting a delicate but firm pressure that released the accumulated tensions. The massages became more intense and provocative, always accompanied by a sensual swagger, almost imperceptible, but beginning to hint at how jovial Applejack was becoming.

Slowly, her hooves ascended to her ears, gently caressing them, as the gentle rubbing stimulated her now heightened sensitivity due to Rainbow's previous instructions.... The earth mare let herself be carried away by the sensations, wiggling her ears slightly in response to the pleasure she was experiencing.

With a touch of coquetry, Applejack grabbed some shampoo and began to clean her mane. Her hooves massaged the hair, dislodging dirt and tangles with gentle, steady strokes. The moans of satisfaction intensified as the shampoo mixed with the water, creating a slippery texture that complemented the sensations.

Following the path of the water, her hooves reached her face, where she carefully exfoliated her cheeks, enjoying the rubbing and cleansing of her skin. The sensation of the soap on her face momentarily closed her eyes, preventing either it or any trace of dirt from making her uncomfortable.

Applejack's focus then shifted to his chest, where the caresses became more intense and exploratory. Her hoof moved in slow circles, exploring every inch of his skin and removing dirt with almost obsessive dedication. The earth mare was lost in her own touches, feeling more connected to her body than ever before.

Rainbow Dash watched in rapt attention as Applejack gave herself over to herself, as she let herself be carried away by the pleasure and excitement of each caress. Her body tingled with anticipation and desire, but for the moment, she remained silent, enjoying the spectacle unfolding before her.

The pegasus bit her lower lip, restraining her own urges as she immersed herself in the pleasure of watching Applejack enjoying her own body. She knew she should be patient and let the farm mare explore her sensuality at her own pace, but the waiting was becoming increasingly difficult for her.

With a mischievous smile on her face, Rainbow Dash prepared for the next instructions, determined to take Applejack to a new level of arousal and pleasure, always respecting the earth mare's boundaries and making sure the experience was shared and mutually pleasurable.

Rainbow Dash watched Applejack's every move with desire, unable to look away from the sensual scene unfolding in front of her. The instructions she had given the figurine were having an effect, and watching the farm mare caress and clean her own body only increased the pegasus' need for satisfaction.

"Wag the tail" she said haltingly, completely fascinated by the spectacle before her eyes, there wasn't a moment when she would take her eyes off it, afraid to even blink, thinking it would break the illusion.

The water kept falling on Applejack, soaking her fur and making it glisten in the dim light of the bath. Each movement was graceful and seductive, and the pegasus felt her own body respond to the growing excitement that enveloped her.

The gentle swaying of Applejack's tail mesmerized Rainbow Dash. Her breathing became more agitated and her heart pounded, feeling the heat spreading through her body as her thoughts were a maelstrom of possibilities.

A bit of the water splashed onto Rainbow, snapping her out of her reverie a bit, realizing that, as expected, the wetness was making its presence known to herself, her body was reacting to the visual delight.

Rainbow Dash's hoof was unconsciously moving towards her motherhood, gently caressing her as desire enveloped her, as if she was the one being controlled by Applejack and not the other way around. The sensation of watching Applejack in her intimacy, unbeknownst to Applejack, was intensely arousing and the pegasus couldn't help but give in to her own urges.

Applejack, oblivious to Rainbow Dash's reactions, continued with her performance. Gently, she poured shampoo on her back and groomed her fur with precise movements. The lather covered and moved over her cutiemark. With meticulous dedication, Applejack made sure to clean every nook and cranny, until the apples were completely clean.

His fur was completely covered in suds by this point. Taking a special tool to clean her hooves, the earth mare sat down with atypical gentleness and extending her left hoof she carved away any traces of dirt and soil that might be left on it, dislodging whatever filth was found there.

The right hoof, underwent the same procedure, with the difference that this one was almost clean, since it was the one she had been using to scrub the dirt off herself, and along the way had ended up cleaning herself.

Applejack's hind legs were not left unattended, and with the same care and precision she had used on the rest of her body, she left them spotless as well. The water continued to fall on them, displacing the imperfections.

Rainbow was drooling in that instant, there was something, she didn't know what, maybe the shape, or maybe in the movements, could it be the experience, or even a sum of all of the above, that unleashed in her a sensation of heat and joy. Her body was burning with desire, and despite not physically touching Applejack, she was enjoying every second of it.

The pegasus was trying hard to hold back her own moans of pleasure, but she couldn't stop a few sighs from escaping her lips, filtering into the sound the intensity of the ecstasy that overwhelmed her. The excitement she felt was overwhelming, but she knew she had to be patient and wait for the right moment to unleash her own desires.

The pegasus was still stroking herself gently, following the sensual rhythm that Applejack had imposed with her bath. Her body was becoming more and more sensitive, each caress and rub made the pleasure build up inside her, but she refused to let herself go completely at that instant.

She continued to enjoy the show, watching Applejack indulge in her own pleasure without being aware of the eyes watching her. Rainbow Dash wondered what it would be like to be in Applejack's place, to feel those caresses.

She almost wanted to jump into the shower and have the farm mare herself provide her with a delicate massage, withdrawing the tension she was building up in herself as well, but, it was still a line she felt a little reluctant to cross.

With a halting sigh, she paused for a moment in her caresses, knowing that if she continued, the pleasure would be too intense to control. She bit her lower lip, restraining her urges, and focused again on watching Applejack.

The farm mare was continuing her own bath, oblivious to the storm of emotions she had unleashed on Rainbow Dash.

A moment later, when Rainbow felt the heat subside enough to pull her away from the precipice, she resumed her petting. With the softest part of the hoof, she caressed her folds, occasionally pulsing her clitoris, the constant play only feeding back into her own system's urgent need. The endless cycle. She didn't want to stop and had no plans to stop, but she had to wait, it wasn't time yet, it had to be in a more special instant.

Pausing her self-indulgent efforts for an instant, Rainbow decided she needed a little more spice and action in what her concubine was showing her.

"Pay special attention to your intimacy, be a little lewd" Rainbow concluded, carefully inspecting the pony's actions.

The signal came through loud and clear in Applejack's mind, her libido spiked for a moment and a blush came to her cheeks at the 'seemingly self' thought she had just had.

In her mind, Applejack justified this order with layers of self-conviction. "Yes, that's true, I should pay attention to those details", hesitating for a moment, and letting out a sigh of acceptance she continued her train of thought "and well, why couldn't I have a little fun in the process couldn't I?"

With a shy gesture, Applejack parted her hind hooves slightly, allowing her hooves to glide slowly down her belly and between her thighs. A shiver of anticipation ran down her spine as she felt the touch, her moist, sensitive fur responding to the slightest touch, sending flashes of pleasure throughout her being.

Balancing her weight on three hooves, the farm mare closed her eyes and allowed herself to become immersed in the sensations her caresses elicited. With gentle, sensual movements, Applejack cleaned the intimate area, exploring every crease and texture with the delicacy of an artist uncovering her canvas. She felt exposed and vulnerable, but also anxious and excited, despite it being something she did every morning for hygiene. Contrary emotions played in her mind.

The drops of warm water falling on her body mingled with the sensations of pleasure coursing through her being. The tension in her belly intensified as his caresses became more intense.

Gently, she brought one of her front hooves from her chest to her belly and gently caressed the skin covering her breasts. Her breasts, rounded in shape and full of vitality, swayed slightly with the movement of the warm water that continued to fall on her. Applejack experienced a strange but pleasant sensation as she caressed them, a mixture of tenderness and pleasure that invited her to continue.

With a curious look, Applejack examined her own nipples. They were a natural part of her anatomy, and although they had always been present, she had never paid so much attention to them before. Now, under the influence of Rainbow Dash's orders, she felt a growing curiosity to explore every nook and cranny of her own body.

Without ceasing to caress her breasts in circular motions, she noticed how the skin was soft and very sensitive to the touch, courtesy of Rainbow Dash.

After a few moments of exploration, Applejack brought one of her front hooves to her shampoo covered mane, scratching a bit of it, turning her attention back to her belly and gently caressed one of her nipples. She felt a new surge of pleasure sweep through her, and a slight shudder ran through her. The slippery sensation was nothing new, but, it was completely different from other times.

Time seemed to stand still as Applejack gave herself over to the experience, exploring her body with fascination. Whispers of water and soft moans filled the air, creating an atmosphere of sensuality that enveloped both ponies.

Rainbow Dash held her breath, knowing she couldn't hold on much longer. Her desire to join Applejack, to share, was becoming overwhelming. But for the moment, she was content to be a spectator, voyeur of what her friend provided.

Rainbow Dash, determined to escalate another level and wanting to close the show on a high note, finally, approaching the replica uttered the words she had been holding back since she started "hoof yourself", she concluded, casually blurting it out.

The command immediately echoed in the mind of the farm mare, who, accepting that idea as her own, got into position to do so, spreading her legs a little further apart.

The shower of warm water continued to soak Applejack's body. Both Rainbow and Applejack were now completely surrendered to the intense desire that was gripping them. Applejack, with a mixture of nervousness, of which she did not know the cause, wagged her tail to the side, arching her back and lowering her head slightly, revealing her intimacy, as if waiting for an onslaught that would never come. The position, though compromising, allowed for easier exploration.

Her hooves slid smoothly and precisely across her swollen and sensitive clitoris, feeling waves of pleasure course through her entire being. The mare moaned and sighed, surrendering unreservedly to the ecstasy she herself had unleashed. Her breathing was quickening, and her heart was beating rapidly as her caresses became more intense.

Rainbow Dash, watching from her position, could not resist the temptation and followed Applejack's example. Leaning back on the bathroom floor, she found a position that was comfortable for her and with careful movements, she stroked her own vulva with delight synchronizing her caresses with those of her concubine. She felt surprised at how exciting and pleasurable it was to explore her own anatomy in this way.

Both mares moved to the beat of an imaginary metronome, caressing her private parts with abandon. Moans of pleasure filled the air, mingling with the sound of falling water that now faded into the background. Tension and excitement built as they grew closer and closer to climax.

Applejack arched her back, almost losing her balance, her wet fur bristling as her breathing became more ragged. Her movements became frantic, searching for the exact spot that would end it all. Rainbow Dash, completely absorbed in her own pleasure, was also rapidly approaching climax.

Finally, the pinnacle moment came for both of them. A shared moan filled the bathroom as they experienced the powerful burst of pleasure that overcame them. Their bodies trembled and their legs momentarily weakened as ecstasy embraced them completely.

The satisfaction and release left them breathless, with a sigh of bliss and contentment, both mares lay back on the floor, each in their post climax bubble. Applejack letting the warm water envelop them in a sense of calm and relaxation and Rainbow Dash, just catching her breath on the floor.

The seconds ticked by as they both recovered from the intense experience. Applejack, leaning against the wall, managed to turn off the water faucet and lay back down on the floor, soaking wet but with a satisfied expression on her face. Apparently she would have to repeat the bath, but she didn't seem to mind, as she had enjoyed every moment.

For her part, Rainbow Dash, again using the magic of the figurine, issued an order that all previous instructions would cease to take effect when she left. Thus everything would partially return to normal in Applejack's life.

Applejack, still immersed in the sensations that had engulfed her, spoke to herself, babbling softly as she tried to articulate words. The sensation still enveloped her, and her mind was filled with confused and pleasurable thoughts.

Watching her friend tenderly, Rainbow Dash noted how much she had enjoyed the experience. Perhaps she should consider playing with her like that more often, but she also knew she couldn't deny her other friends the opportunity to enjoy her special "attention".

Finally, Dash stood up, feeling soaked and quite tired, but satisfied with the outcome of her little experiment. She was ready to retire and take a bath to cleanse her own body.

However, just as she was about to leave, a fleeting thought crossed her mind. She was not satisfied with just boosting already known tricks, if she wanted to be a true scientist, she had to always look for new discoveries. With each 'test subject' she had to find other ways to use the figurine.

Rainbow Dash, her wings fidgeting, stopped dead in her tracks as she continued to pace around the room. Her eyes lit up with a mixture of excitement and curiosity at the thought of the new possibility she had come up with, only to quickly fizzle out at the thought that she had already done it. She was determined to find something novel, something that would surprise and excite her like never before.

Meanwhile, Applejack was underwater again, trying to clean up the suds and shampoo that had been left on her body after her sensual bath. She looked at the mess she had made on herself and let out a sigh, acknowledging that she had gotten carried away. "Looks like I got a little carried away... again", she muttered as she turned the shower back on.

Rainbow Dash discreetly watched Applejack's interaction, relieved that her friend couldn't see her. Suddenly, an idea broke through her mind. She had already explored mind and body control, but could she go further and modify Applejack's body in some way, similar to what she had done in overwriting her mind?

The possibility, if doable, was indeed tempting, however, she didn't know how to go about it.

Rainbow Dash took a moment to reflect on her experiences so far. She had discovered that the figurine was more malleable than she had initially imagined. So far, it had all been quite intuitive, as if the artifact responded to her wants and needs directly. So maybe if she wished for it...?

With her mind full of anticipation, the pegasus focused on a small modification she wanted to make to Applejack, something seemingly subtle, which, at least for now, would not be noticed by the farmer. She imagined eyes of a bright, lovely magenta color, like her own. With a mental effort, she visualized that change in the figurine and internally uttered her wish.

To her surprise, the figurine instantly responded to the request. The mini Applejack's green eyes gradually turned a captivating magenta color, exactly as she had imagined. A smirk came across Rainbow Dash's face as she saw that it had taken effect.

The pegasus' gaze jumped from the figurine to Applejack, and her eyes lit up with excitement as she realized that the change was also manifesting itself in the real mare. Applejack's green eyes yielded to the magenta charm, as if Rainbow's essence was taking over her friend's gaze.

It was a subtle but significant change, and Rainbow Dash was thrilled to have succeeded in modifying something as distinctive as Applejack's eye color.

And although the pegasus rejoiced at the thought of her friend's reaction when she saw herself in the mirror, she knew she had to keep the whole thing private for now. However, that wouldn't stop her from continuing to play and experiment with the figurine's reach, and she was eager to find out just how far she could go. With a mischievous spark in her eyes, Rainbow Dash prepared to explore further.

First, she approached the little replica's ear and whispered her instruction confidently, "Everything that will happen next is perfectly normal and you won't make a big deal out of it". With the groundwork laid, the pegasus began to alter Applejack's appearance a little less subtly. She had already done the eyes, perhaps it would be good to continue the alterations, taking her as a reference?

Narcissism, where?

First, she focused on the farm mare's coat, visualizing it changing to a light shade of blue, like her own. The change was slow, but progressive as if a new coat replaced the old and gradually the light orange of Applejack's coat faded, growing from the root to give way to Rainbow Dash's signature blue .

Without missing a beat, the pegasus proceeded with the next transformation. Applejack's hair and tail were next to be modified. With an ethereal movement, Applejack's blonde mane split into six colors: red, orange, yellow, green, blue and purple, just like Rainbow Dash's mane. The slightly wavy tail instantly smoothed out and took on the same hue as the pegasus's rainbow tail.

As the changes manifested themselves on Applejack, Rainbow reveled in the transformation. Seeing her friend take on an appearance so similar to her own was exciting and, at the same time, a little disconcerting. But she wasn't done yet, 'Rainbow Dash' was not an earth pony.

With a naughty twinkle in her eye, Rainbow Dash faced her most daring challenge yet: bestowing wings on the newly transformed Applejack. She imagined what the shape of her wings looked like, trying to project that vision onto the figurine. The metamorphosis continued until they gradually emerged from the back of the Earth mare, now a pegasus, replicating the details perfectly.

Finally, Applejack was virtually indistinguishable from Rainbow Dash in physical appearance, except for one marked difference: the Cutie Mark.

Despite her mental efforts, Rainbow discovered that Applejack's Cutie Mark resisted alteration. The iconic Cutie Mark of the three red apples with green stems remained intact, refusing to adopt the elements of the pegasus mark. It was as if the very essence of the mare resisted being altered in that regard.

Jotting down a marker in her mind, she thought sarcastically, 'This would definitely be an interesting topic of study for Twilight". A small chuckle escaped her mouth, imagining her friend running around the room in search of quills and parchment to furiously jot down any theory that would justify the event, such as what had happened in the morning.

For an instant, a thought crossed her mind, "Would she have gotten the quills?", remembering that she had stopped Twilight from going on a rampage to buy them.

Dispelling the comical scene from her mind with a jolt, Rainbow Dash turned away from the figurine for a moment, pondering the outcome. Although she had failed to change Applejack's Cutie Mark, she was pleased with the striking resemblance she had achieved. It was like looking into a mirror.

"I hope you don't mind this little change, Applejack", Rainbow Dash said with a transverse grin. "You look amazing!"

Applejack didn't react to the pegasus' 'praise', and continued her bath as if nothing had happened. Now taking a moment to spread soap on the blue wings she had always had, carefully preening each feather.

The pegasus smiled as she watched the hilarious scene unfold in front of her. Although I knew that Applejack would eventually notice the changes, already out directly or indirectly, by the time could not avoid feeling a strange satisfaction to see her friend transformed into a version almost identical to it.

With the heart still feeling accelerated by the emotion of the previous moment, Rainbow Dash was interrupted by the sound of a door that opens with heaviness and the distinctive steps of Big Mac. The adrenaline in her body mixed with a hint of worry as she wondered how Applejack would react to her big brother's presence.

"Applejack?" called Big Mac in a distant tone, knowing the farm mare was home.

Applejack didn't waste a second responding, adopting her typical jovial and energetic tone to make sure it was clearly heard from the shower. "I'm taking a shower, I'll be out in a bit", she exclaimed.

Rainbow Dash breathed a sigh of relief though, even though she knew that time was running out and her experiment would have to wait for another time, which frustrated her, as she didn't want to lose the progress she was making.

However, a spark of inspiration crossed her mind. She remembered an old Daring Do book in which something called "Trigger" was mentioned, a keyword that triggered something in the minds of ponies influenced by it.

The pegasus wondered if something similar would be possible in this case, but instead of affecting the mind, it might try to trigger a response in Applejack's body. Although she knew it was an unlikely possibility, she had to try.

Rainbow Dash took some time pondering which word might trigger the transformation in Applejack's body. She wanted something that was meaningful and specific, something that would tie her directly to her. After mulling over several options, she came to a conclusion: the diminutive of her name, "Dashie", but that was still a bit vague. How about a combination of words that would be clearer and more precise?

Finally, her mind came up with the perfect combination: "Play Dashie". It was simple and explanatory in a sense, plus it wouldn't be easy for Rainbow to forget.

With the phrase in mind, she now had to make sure the figurine clearly understood that this instruction was to remain active. Rainbow Dash whispered in the replica's ear, with determination, "Whenever you HEAR ME say 'Play Dashie' to you, automatically your body will take on my appearance and when I say 'Stop being Dashie', you will return to your normal appearance". She emphasized the "I" in the sentence, to avoid any misunderstanding or accidental activation by someone else.

The figurine seemed to receive the instruction and implanted it in Applejack's mind as if it were an undeniable truth, hidden in her subconscious.

Nervously, Rainbow Dash decided to test if everything was working correctly. Carefully, she uttered the trigger, "Stop being Dashie", directed at Applejack, watching expectantly to see what would happen.

The change was noticed almost instantly. The rainbow colors that adorned "Applejack - Dash's" mane and tail faded, giving way to Applejack's traditional blonde mane, with her trademark slightly curly locks. The light blue of the pegasus's fur gave way to Applejack's light orange, her body regaining its original shape and structure, the once perfectly functional wings losing transparency and seeming to evaporate into thin air.

Her magenta eyes, once shining in "Applejack - Dash's" gaze, changed to a beautiful green, standing out on her face. Each step of the change process was subtle and fluid, as if a magical brush stroke was gliding over the canvas of her body, replacing Dash's strokes with Applejack's.

With the transformation complete, Applejack turned off the faucet with a sigh of relief, leaving the revitalizing shower behind. With firm but still slightly wobbly steps, she stepped out of the shower and wrapped herself in a nearby towel, making sure to cover herself well so as not to soak the floor with the droplets that kept sliding down her fur. The feeling of freshness and cleanliness enveloped her, and a satisfied smile came over her face.

Feeling refreshed, Applejack grabbed her cowboy hat from the hanger and made her way to the kitchen, where Big Mac was standing. She greeted him with a friendly wave, and they chatted about trivial matters. Applejack paid partial attention to Big Mac, as the vestiges of his antics were still palpable in her system.

Meanwhile, Rainbow Dash stealthily emerged from the bathroom, as a rapidly fading rainbow flash escaped from the house. Wasting no time, she took to the air with her powerful wings and flew swiftly back to her home in Cloudsdale. She was still excited about what she had experienced, and her mind was filled with questions about the figurine and its possibilities.

With each wing flutter, the wind rozaba the body of Rainbow Dash, remembering the excitement that still lay in his chest and cold feeling that palpated in his between sky. The sky was tinged with warm, orange hues, echoing the blush that still lingered on her cheeks. Images of the bath and Applejack's transformation replayed over and over in her mind, each detail vividly portrayed in her memory.

The pegasus flew at high speed, the fresh air revitalizing her senses, slowly calming her libido.

As the sun dipped below the horizon, its rays filtered through the clouds, casting shadows and outlining the fluffy white masses adrift in the sky. The darkening sky embraced deeper hues, as soft pink tinges touched the clouds, and the merging of blue and purple signaled the approach of the night.

Although the distance was not too far, Rainbow took the time to reflect for a moment, thinking about what she should do now. She didn't have a detailed plan, that wasn't her style, she simply went by feel, and improvisation in these circumstances was her oldest mentor.

Finally after a score of minutes, his house came into view in the distance.

As the night took over the sky, the pegasus landed softly in Cloudsdale, traversing the clouds with a leisurely pace. She was heading for her 'personal cloud', as she liked to call it, her home, her haven, where she would spend the night.

With carefree steps, Rainbow Dash crossed the door of her home, and at that moment, only two substantial questions hovered incessantly in her mind. The first was what she would prepare for dinner that night, for hunger had long since taken hold of her, and her stomach growled noisily in search of nourishment.

Rainbow scoured the kitchen for appetizing options, weighing in her mind the different dishes she could prepare. The fridge opened and closed in a dance of fresh, colorful ingredients. The idea of a tasty salad with hints of juicy fruits and tender leafy greens caught her attention, and without hesitation, she began to gather the ingredients.

As she prepared her dinner, her mind returned to the second and more important question that intrigued her. Who would she choose as her next "victim"? She couldn't help but smile mischievously at the thought of the possibilities before her.

After all, controlling her friends was a prank she couldn't resist pulling off.

Author's Note

Well, here we are again after disappearing for a little while. I know I said I would try to keep this story up once a week, and as soon as I said it, I failed haha.

A few things have happened that kept me entertained, and then came the r/place and

BOOM

six days of my time "invested" in putting up like schizophrenic, pixels. At least it looked pretty.

And then, a creative block. I guess it was to be expected, I have no experience in writing this kind of subject matter, but hey, here we go again. And this one is a bit longer than the previous ones.

And yes, I know I'm telling too much about my life, but, for some reason it's a bit therapeutic.

Thanks to those who stop to read this far, and as usual, I'll be open to suggestions, ideas (sometimes I really need them), and corrections.

A hug to all of you.